Chico_genre
Legend of Altera
Minecraft Username:
Chico_genre
Age:
20
Location:
Payson, Utah USA
Have you read our guides yet?
Yes
Introduce Yourself!
Hello you can call me Chico, I'm 20 years old and have role-played here before, I left only because I wasn't into role-playing as much as I am now. I work at a Walmart unloading trucks among other things. I graduated high-school around the same time 2013, and am thinking of college (possibly criminal justice or something). My only fun really is videogames and roleplaying, though if ya get me out I do like camping, hiking, biking and swimming. Games I like would be just about anything, though I do like Dota 2 recently, and some witcher 3 (might play the other two games as well).
Got any examples of your work?
No, I'm not a great builder never really was.
Did you explore our world prior to your application?
As I said before I used to role-play here so sort of, though a long time ago it may have changed but exploring prior takes the fun out of exploring (at least for me).
Referrer:
None
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About Your Character:
(Old Character that I would like to revamp and play again)
http://hollowworld.co.uk/threads/jackson-maldive-returning.21383/#post-272228
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The Test:
The ship I sail upon sways back and forth against the mass of ocean outside my cabin window, it is a dark night aboard as the seas howl, the ship groans and the lightning and thunder dance a terrifying tune.
As I sit there my memories fade to a time when I was nowhere near water but isolated in an unbearable heated land, the desert sands kicked at my face at that time as this memory had me wandering down a path not seen by those who have not traveled a deserts road before. I remember it a tiny bit, my hair was shorter then and I wore clothes all over my body to prevent my skin from burning at the suns searing rays. As I made my way down the path another came into view, was he real or a figment of my imagination due to the intense heat?
I at the time had grown accustomed to just ignoring whether they were real or not, of course this one decided to make it known he was indeed real by drawing a blade on me and demanding any water and valuables I had to be handed over. I complied by drawing a dagger, my only means of defense at the time and rushed towards him thrusting the blades point outwards towards his chest. He stumbled backwards taken off guard by such a quick reaction to a mugging, but regaining his footing he swiped his short-blade towards my left side, I moved to the right but only barely as his blade had torn through my sleeve wide open, I could then feel even more heat begin to quickly taste my open flesh.
I flipped my dagger around in my hand and hurled it towards his head as he deflected it with ease, though in that moment I had grabbed a handful of scorching sand and tossed it towards his open eyes as he began to stagger around, yelling wildly I jumped at him knocking the blade from his grip. I then began pushing my left forearm onto his neck to choke him unconscious, he being bigger pushed me off as he fumbled for his blade, I quickly dashed for my dagger and turned in an instant pushing it out wards as he had stumbled his back into my blade and fell forwards, to make sure he was dead I slit his throat and left him to die, taking what valuables he had and his blade. The oceans are nothing like deserts though because on the ocean if you die, you at least die with a fish around or a crew-mate, but in the desert you die alone with nothing but the sun to curl your lips to a crisp and boil your blood.
Daylight began to shine as I stood looking out my window, running a hand down my face and yawning just a tad. The daylights rays cover the crossroads in golden rays, the port of silver seems to be unreachable and being away I have no clue why and an interest as to why. I gathered my things, and looking at a my little bauble kissed it and praised Jax for the luck of a problem free voyage, because you don't get those to often.
Chico_genre
Age:
20
Location:
Payson, Utah USA
Have you read our guides yet?
Yes
Introduce Yourself!
Hello you can call me Chico, I'm 20 years old and have role-played here before, I left only because I wasn't into role-playing as much as I am now. I work at a Walmart unloading trucks among other things. I graduated high-school around the same time 2013, and am thinking of college (possibly criminal justice or something). My only fun really is videogames and roleplaying, though if ya get me out I do like camping, hiking, biking and swimming. Games I like would be just about anything, though I do like Dota 2 recently, and some witcher 3 (might play the other two games as well).
Got any examples of your work?
No, I'm not a great builder never really was.
Did you explore our world prior to your application?
As I said before I used to role-play here so sort of, though a long time ago it may have changed but exploring prior takes the fun out of exploring (at least for me).
Referrer:
None
-----
About Your Character:
(Old Character that I would like to revamp and play again)
http://hollowworld.co.uk/threads/jackson-maldive-returning.21383/#post-272228
-----
The Test:
The ship I sail upon sways back and forth against the mass of ocean outside my cabin window, it is a dark night aboard as the seas howl, the ship groans and the lightning and thunder dance a terrifying tune.
As I sit there my memories fade to a time when I was nowhere near water but isolated in an unbearable heated land, the desert sands kicked at my face at that time as this memory had me wandering down a path not seen by those who have not traveled a deserts road before. I remember it a tiny bit, my hair was shorter then and I wore clothes all over my body to prevent my skin from burning at the suns searing rays. As I made my way down the path another came into view, was he real or a figment of my imagination due to the intense heat?
I at the time had grown accustomed to just ignoring whether they were real or not, of course this one decided to make it known he was indeed real by drawing a blade on me and demanding any water and valuables I had to be handed over. I complied by drawing a dagger, my only means of defense at the time and rushed towards him thrusting the blades point outwards towards his chest. He stumbled backwards taken off guard by such a quick reaction to a mugging, but regaining his footing he swiped his short-blade towards my left side, I moved to the right but only barely as his blade had torn through my sleeve wide open, I could then feel even more heat begin to quickly taste my open flesh.
I flipped my dagger around in my hand and hurled it towards his head as he deflected it with ease, though in that moment I had grabbed a handful of scorching sand and tossed it towards his open eyes as he began to stagger around, yelling wildly I jumped at him knocking the blade from his grip. I then began pushing my left forearm onto his neck to choke him unconscious, he being bigger pushed me off as he fumbled for his blade, I quickly dashed for my dagger and turned in an instant pushing it out wards as he had stumbled his back into my blade and fell forwards, to make sure he was dead I slit his throat and left him to die, taking what valuables he had and his blade. The oceans are nothing like deserts though because on the ocean if you die, you at least die with a fish around or a crew-mate, but in the desert you die alone with nothing but the sun to curl your lips to a crisp and boil your blood.
Daylight began to shine as I stood looking out my window, running a hand down my face and yawning just a tad. The daylights rays cover the crossroads in golden rays, the port of silver seems to be unreachable and being away I have no clue why and an interest as to why. I gathered my things, and looking at a my little bauble kissed it and praised Jax for the luck of a problem free voyage, because you don't get those to often.
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