ACCEPTED Bluntiful Whitelist Application

Nov 15, 2020
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The Tale of Banners Whitelist Application:

Section 1/4 - Out of Character Information

Minecraft Username: Bluntiful
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Full UUID for your MineCraft account: 7643ef3d-c0c9-47e7-993e-a603e6e7e6b5

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What is your age? 21

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Have you read the server rules? (Found here): Yes

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Do you agree with the server rules? Yes

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How did you hear about Tale of Banners? Kiev_WR

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Do you have any previous roleplay experience? Yes


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Section 2/4 - Terms & Definitions
Please answer these definitions using your own words, the definitions may be researched however not plagiarized (copy-pasted).​


What do you define as roleplaying? Taking the role as a character and interacting amongst others, building a story of their life.

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Describe the term ‘powergaming’ in your own words: Attempting to emote for another character, in intent of making them do what you want them to do.

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Describe the term ‘metagaming’ in your own words: Taking information you'd learn out of character and applying said information to your character in roleplay.

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What is a "Mary-Sue" character? A completely flawless character that is normally a 'main character' of whatever they're starring in.

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What does the abbreviation ‘OOC’ mean & when should this be used? Out of Character - Should be used when not roleplaying.

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Section 3/4 - Character Creation
Here you will create an example character that could exist in the server’s history and lore.​


Provide us with an in-game screenshot of your character’s skin.
I will get back to you with a skin, mi amigo

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Name: Malicia Phirien

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Age: 20

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Culture: Northern

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Can your character read and write?: Yes she is very literate, raised in a house that required the skill.

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Story & Biography

Malicia was born within the Phirien family under Gavriil and Nadia in the Shattered Coast. She was raised to know hard work is what got you farther in life. Her father vigorously trained his children in all sorts of trades with the knowledge that it would make them successful. Their mother, a very nurturing being, cared for all her children- though Malicia would always get the extra attention. Raised to fight by her father, taught to feel by her mother. She was expected to be very successful, until her mother's passing that is. She mourned her mother for years to come, never forgetting her bright flame in a world shrouded by a fog of selfish desire. However, it would be soon that she'd find herself blinded in the same, irresistible fog.
She'd leave home around the age of sixteen, in hope to learn more about the world she lives in. While a skilled fighter thanks to her father, she craved knowledge. She wanted to understand things. She spent the next four years traveling, meeting all sorts of individuals and learning about their culture. What was she to do with this information was a thought that crossed her mind quite often. She could never give herself a solid answer, never looking into the uncertainly certain future that awaited her. For Malicia, living in the present was more her style. She'd be quite insecure, knowing deep down she became the kind of person she despised. Upset she had disappointed her mother, that her light went out a long time ago.
Now, she's received notice of her father's passing from her brother, Kiev. She makes her return home, leaving behind nights of partying to forget the pain that dwelled deep inside her. Curious and horrified of what this 'future' had in store for her, for she did not know.
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Section 4/4 - Open-ended questions
Please answer at least three of the questions to show how your character would interact with the world. Delete the spares (if applicable). Please include at least one paragraph for each question you answer.​

Question 1

You stumble outside into the open air after some heavy drinking in an Oserian tavern. Just before you're about to pass an alleyway, a hooded man rushes out of it and runs for it - seemingly, he has both a blade and some jewellery on him. You take a quick peek in the alleyway to see a feminine figure collapsed on the ground, holding her hands over a bleeding wound in her torso. The thief is about to escape and the woman seems in critical condition. You...
She turns down the alley, approaching the woman cautiously. She crouches to her side, her eyes scanning her, overcome with sympathy. "You poor thing." She places a hand over the woman's. "It's a shame, this world we breathe. I'm sure you meant no harm, hm?" She watches silently as the woman succumbs to her fatal wound. "I wish I could help, but this is not my quest. You must complete this journey on your own." She smiles, gently placing her down and takes a few steps back. She takes a swig from her flask before moving on, she mustn't idle.
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Question 3

You've gotten lost and wandered awhile into Drahl lands, eventually finding yourself in Crookmire Swamp, where you decide to settle for the night. Finding a meal to buy for the evening takes some effort, but you do come across an old crone in ragged clothing, who offers to sell you some sea-looking food. She doesn't ask much, but warns you that eating it is 'unpleasant' to outsiders. You...
Malicia smiles, approaching the old woman. It's been a good day since her last meal and its not like this is the first time she's met some old cow on the side of the road. "Freshly caught?" She laughs with the woman, passing her a few kura. This leads to a nice conversation among the two, something Malicia needed after being on the road alone for far too long. Whatever she was eating, it wasn't that bad. She's had worse and is definitely not picky in times like this. After a short exchange of stories, Malicia moves on. "There are still kind people in this world," she thought to herself, grinning.
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Question 4

In the midst of battle, you find yourself approaching a wounded enemy soldier. The soldier is on the floor, clearly in terror as they cradle one of the dead. Enemy forces begin to advance in the distance and you know you have to act fast. The soldier then grasps at a cloth and removes it from the dead soldiers pocket. They continue to cry, and starts calling the dead soldier's name in despair. Then the soldier glances up to see you - with your weapon up - but does not care of your approach, continuing to cradle the dead soldier. You…
"You poor fool, why cry for one who cannot hear it? Why put another's life before your own, in a world that consumes men at any chance it gets?" She stands, staring the soldier in the eyes. "Look at yourself, it's pretty pathetic. You are failing your army, sitting and twiddling your thumbs like a man with no faith." She observes him, up and down, allowing a pity laugh to escape her grasp. She pulls her sword from her sheathe, looking at the blade and then back at the man. "I apologize." She whispers, with no hesitation to decapitate the soldier. "To you, my trusty sword." Sheathed, she continues her path a bit more joyfully. Weak blood has no place in her world.
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Congratulations! Your application has been approved.

You will now be whitelisted on the server.

Make sure to take some last peeks at relevant information and guides.
You can use ToB’s Discord for communication and questions! You will find me and other whitelisters there too, ready to teach you the ropes.
 
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