[QUOTE=alphaspida;30675168]First Name: Nathan
Minecraft Name: Alphaspida
Age: 17
Did you vote for the server: Yes
What you want to accomplish on the server: New minecraft skills and to be an important business figure throughout the kingdom(s)
Create a short (fictional) biography: I am a decedent to an important royal icon. Not knowing where I belong, I find myself adventuring and grasping new skills to help others.
I bought minecraft yesterday, and have been training on my own server with a good experienced friend of mine. I know of not to fuck with others/grief. I hope that an advanced server like this will expand my knowledge of this awesome game. (also good time for the wiki to go down eh?)[/QUOTE]
You did the biography wrong
[editline]7th July 2011[/editline]
[QUOTE=ruarai;30961139]I'm still curious as to why this server is allowed to be in the section, yet none others are?[/QUOTE]
I think about that too... I suppose a Moderator just hasn't tried looking? It will be moved in the near future I bet.
I don't really see why it shouldn't be allowed in the minecraft section if it's for a popular server.
[QUOTE=Unicorn Kid;30960779]You did the biography wrong
[editline]7th July 2011[/editline][/QUOTE]
I think you read it wrong.
Actually forget it, don't want to be part of a horrible mc server who can't stay up to date with the latest version of the game and relies on others to run a server
l2java
People in this thread are dumb, the server can only stay up to date when all the mods that are ran on the server are up to date. Until then, anyone who really wants to play on the server due to, not giving a shit about 1.7 or already have on going projects on the server can will downgrade otherwise post your app and quit yer' bitchin'
[QUOTE=alphaspida;30969994]I think you read it wrong.
Actually forget it, don't want to be part of a horrible mc server who can't stay up to date with the latest version of the game and relies on others to run a server
Sorry to cause an unsettling emotion in your brain.
l2java[/QUOTE]
[QUOTE=Shanto;30971880]People in this thread are dumb, the server can only stay up to date when all the mods that are ran on the server are up to date. Until then, anyone who really wants to play on the server due to, not giving a @#!*% about 1.7 or already have on going projects on the server can will downgrade otherwise post your app and quit yer' @#!*% '[/QUOTE]
Exactly. I do not see what is so hard about downgrading. I understand if you complain once, but if you complain even after we have replied, it starts to piss me off. We are not idiots. We are waiting for four, [B]FOUR[/B] plugins to update. You do not have to bitch and moan just because everyone else is.
[QUOTE=PurpleCamel;30973911]Exactly. I do not see what is so hard about downgrading. I understand if you complain once, but if you complain even after we have replied, it starts to piss me off. We are not idiots. We are waiting for four, [B]FOUR[/B] plugins to update. You do not have to bitch and moan just because everyone else is.[/QUOTE]
Lol downgrading
we don't have to downgrade for other servers
[QUOTE=alphaspida;30981618]Lol downgrading
we don't have to downgrade for other servers[/QUOTE]
Well I'm sorry for huge inconvenience but if you could wait three or four more days, that'd be awesome. Thank you! :)
EDIT: We are updating in a little while, hang on for a little bit. :)
Server is updated now, so everyone can quit their whining.
[QUOTE=alphaspida;30981618]Lol downgrading
[B]we don't have to downgrade for other servers[/B][/QUOTE]
i suggest playing on another server then!
I don't see myself getting along with you anyway
[B]First name:[/B] Ryan
[B]Minecraft name:[/B] iRyz
[B]Age:[/B] 20
[B]Did you vote for the server:[/B] No
[B]What you want to accomplish on the server:[/B] Exploring and building.
[B]Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character:[/B] Unknown character who keeps to himself, used to live in a man made cave and only left to get food and water. Until the unknown man accidently dug into a waterfall and was flushed out of his only home.
[QUOTE=Ryz;31011220][B]First name:[/B] Ryan
[B]Minecraft name:[/B] iRyz
[B]Age:[/B] 20
[B]Did you vote for the server:[/B] No
[B]What you want to accomplish on the server:[/B] Exploring and building.
[B]Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character:[/B] Unknown character who keeps to himself, used to live in a man made cave and only left to get food and water. Until the unknown man accidently dug into a waterfall and was flushed out of his only home.[/QUOTE]
Added, But please read the rules again. Also Please rethink voting for the server
I can't connect...
[editline]9th July 2011[/editline]
Nevermind.
[editline]9th July 2011[/editline]
What is UP with this server?
[QUOTE=evlbzltyr;31015805]I can't connect...
[editline]9th July 2011[/editline]
Nevermind.
[editline]9th July 2011[/editline]
What is UP with this server?[/QUOTE]
Sorry about the random restarts, I was updating. Try now? Also everyone, we are on 1.7 so hoorah!
[B]First name:[/B] Matthew
[B]Minecraft name:[/B] Tyanet
[B]Age:[/B] 16
[B]Did you vote for the server:[/B] Yes
[B]What you want to accomplish on the server:[/B] Explore a little, maybe live in a town for a little while, then become a hermit and live out in the woods, then later on I'll found a town and eventually found a faction/kingdom
[B]Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character:[/B] I was born in a far-away land, only populated by sand, creepers, and a few brave souls that dared to live there. After a massive thunderstorm and the largest creeper raid we have ever seen, the village was wiped out. I boarded a ship that came on day and found myself in this new land.
[QUOTE=tyanet;31017647][B]First name:[/B] Matthew
[B]Minecraft name:[/B] Tyanet
[B]Age:[/B] 16
[B]Did you vote for the server:[/B] Yes
[B]What you want to accomplish on the server:[/B] Explore a little, maybe live in a town for a little while, then become a hermit and live out in the woods, then when I'm a citizen I'll found a town and eventually found a faction/kingdom
[B]Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character:[/B] I was born in a far-away land, only populated by sand, creepers, and a few brave souls that dared to live there. After a massive thunderstorm and the largest creeper raid we have ever seen, the village was wiped out. I boarded a ship that came on day and found myself in this new land.[/QUOTE]
You have been added, thank you for voting for the server but please read the rules again, thank you and have fun! :)
First name: Michael
Minecraft name: Stikku
Age: 16
Did you vote for the server: Yes
What you want to accomplish on the server: To become a respected and friendly member of the community :)
Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character: I used to travel the world with my best friend, until we were split up in a tragic acciedent and have not seen eachother since. Moving from town to town in search of my long lost friend I have stumbled upon this beautiful nation in hopes of being reunited.
[QUOTE=Stikku;31028646]First name: Michael
Minecraft name: Stikku
Age: 16
Did you vote for the server: Yes
What you want to accomplish on the server: To become a respected and friendly member of the community :)
Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character: I used to travel the world with my best friend, until we were split up in a tragic acciedent and have not seen eachother since. Moving from town to town in search of my long lost friend I have stumbled upon this beautiful nation in hopes of being reunited.[/QUOTE]
I would like to see some more depth in your Bio, And also look over the rules again please.
First name: Sergey *
Minecraft name: EvilAngelic
Age: 18
Did you vote for the server: Yes!
What you want to accomplish on the server: I wish to become an electrician and contracted hermit.
Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character: The nomad Sergey, hailing from the United Socialist Kingdoms of the east, has traveled far in search of a free, more capitalistic land. He is an architect and an engineer in the mothercountry, favoring dark gothic stone designs.
EvilAngelic has been added, thank you for applying.
[QUOTE=FPOV;31030389]I would like to see some more depth in your Bio, And also look over the rules again please.[/QUOTE]
[b]First name:[/b] Michael
[b]Minecraft name:[/b] Stikku
[b]Age:[/b] 16
[b]Did you vote for the server:[/b] Yes
[b]What you want to accomplish on the server:[/b] To become a respected and friendly member of the community :)
[b]Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character:[/b]
One summer night a man stood on a low hill overlooking a wide expanse of forest and field. By the full moon hanging low in the west he knew what he might not have known otherwise: that it was near the hour of dawn. A light mist lay along the earth, partly veiling the lower features of the landscape, but above it the taller trees showed in well-defined masses against a clear sky. Two or three farmhouses were visible through the haze, but in none of them, naturally, was a light. Nowhere, indeed, was any sign or suggestion of life except the barking of a distant dog, which, repeated with mechanical iteration, served rather to accentuate than dispel the loneliness of the scene.
The man looked curiously about him on all sides, as one who among familiar surroundings is unable to determine his exact place and part in the scheme of things. It is so, perhaps, that we shall act when, risen from the dead, we await the call to judgment.
A hundred yards away was a straight road, showing white in the moonlight. Endeavouring to orient himself, as a surveyor or navigator might say, the man moved his eyes slowly along its visible length and at a distance of a quarter-mile to the south of his station saw, dim and grey in the haze, a group of horsemen riding to the north. Behind them were men afoot, marching in column, with dimly gleaming rifles aslant above their shoulders. They moved slowly and in silence. Another group of horsemen, another regiment of infantry, another and another -- all in unceasing motion toward the man's point of view, past it, and beyond. A battery of artillery followed, the cannoneers riding with folded arms on limber and caisson. And still the interminable procession came out of the obscurity to south and passed into the obscurity to north, with never a sound of voice, nor hoof, nor wheel.
The man could not rightly understand: he thought himself deaf; said so, and heard his own voice, although it had an unfamiliar quality that almost alarmed him; it disappointed his ear's expectancy in the matter of timbre and resonance. But he was not deaf, and that for the moment sufficed.
Then he remembered that there are natural phenomena to which some one has given the name 'acoustic shadows.' If you stand in an acoustic shadow there is one direction from which you will hear nothing. At the battle of Gaines's Mill, one of the fiercest conflicts of the Civil War, with a hundred guns in play, spectators a mile and a half away on the opposite side of the Chickahominy Valley heard nothing of what they clearly saw. The bombardment of Port Royal, heard and felt at St. Augustine, a hundred and fifty miles to the south, was inaudible two miles to the north in a still atmosphere. A few days before the surrender at Appomattox a thunderous engagement between the commands of Sheridan and Pickett was unknown to the latter commander, a mile in the rear of his own line.
These instances were not known to the man of whom we write, but less striking ones of the same character had not escaped his observation. He was profoundly disquieted, but for another reason than the uncanny silence of that moonlight march.
'Good Lord! ' he said to himself -- and again it was as if another had spoken his thought -- 'if those people are what I take them to be we have lost the battle and they are moving on Nashville!'
Then came a thought of self -- an apprehension -- a strong sense of personal peril, such as in another we call fear. He stepped quickly into the shadow of a tree. And still the silent battalions moved slowly forward in the haze.
The chill of a sudden breeze upon the back of his neck drew his attention to the quarter whence it came, and turning to the east he saw a faint grey light along the horizon -- the first sign of returning day. This increased his apprehension.
'I must get away from here,' he thought, 'or I shall be discovered and taken.'
He moved out of the shadow, walking rapidly toward the greying east. From the safer seclusion of a clump of cedars he looked back. The entire column had passed out of sight: the straight white road lay bare and desolate in the moonlight!
Puzzled before, he was now inexpressibly astonished. So swift a passing of so slow an army! -- he could not comprehend it. Minute after minute passed unnoted; he had lost his sense of time. He sought with a terrible earnestness a solution of the mystery, but sought in vain. When at last he roused himself from his abstraction the sun's rim was visible above the hills, but in the new conditions he found no other light than that of day; his understanding was involved as darkly in doubt as before.
On every side lay cultivated fields showing no sign of war and war's ravages. From the chimneys of the farmhouses thin ascensions of blue smoke signalled preparations for a day's peaceful toil. Having stilled its immemorial allocution to the moon, the watch-dog was assisting a negro who, prefixing a team of mules to the plough, was flatting and sharping contentedly at his task. The hero of this tale stared stupidly at the pastoral picture as if he had never seen such a thing in all his life; then he put his hand to his head, passed it through his hair and, withdrawing it, attentively considered the palm -- a singular thing to do. Apparently reassured by the act, he walked confidently toward the road. It was at this moment he stumbled on to what was to be the greatest journey of his life, venturing through this great nation "Three Kings".
[b]Is that "in-depth" enough? :)[/b]
[QUOTE=Stikku;31035145][B]First name:[/B] Michael
[B]Minecraft name:[/B] Stikku
[B]Age:[/B] 16
[B]Did you vote for the server:[/B] Yes
[B]What you want to accomplish on the server:[/B] To become a respected and friendly member of the community :)
[B]Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character:[/B]
One summer night a man stood on a low hill overlooking a wide expanse of forest and field. By the full moon hanging low in the west he knew what he might not have known otherwise: that it was near the hour of dawn. A light mist lay along the earth, partly veiling the lower features of the landscape, but above it the taller trees showed in well-defined masses against a clear sky. Two or three farmhouses were visible through the haze, but in none of them, naturally, was a light. Nowhere, indeed, was any sign or suggestion of life except the barking of a distant dog, which, repeated with mechanical iteration, served rather to accentuate than dispel the loneliness of the scene.
The man looked curiously about him on all sides, as one who among familiar surroundings is unable to determine his exact place and part in the scheme of things. It is so, perhaps, that we shall act when, risen from the dead, we await the call to judgment.
A hundred yards away was a straight road, showing white in the moonlight. Endeavouring to orient himself, as a surveyor or navigator might say, the man moved his eyes slowly along its visible length and at a distance of a quarter-mile to the south of his station saw, dim and grey in the haze, a group of horsemen riding to the north. Behind them were men afoot, marching in column, with dimly gleaming rifles aslant above their shoulders. They moved slowly and in silence. Another group of horsemen, another regiment of infantry, another and another -- all in unceasing motion toward the man's point of view, past it, and beyond. A battery of artillery followed, the cannoneers riding with folded arms on limber and caisson. And still the interminable procession came out of the obscurity to south and passed into the obscurity to north, with never a sound of voice, nor hoof, nor wheel.
The man could not rightly understand: he thought himself deaf; said so, and heard his own voice, although it had an unfamiliar quality that almost alarmed him; it disappointed his ear's expectancy in the matter of timbre and resonance. But he was not deaf, and that for the moment sufficed.
Then he remembered that there are natural phenomena to which some one has given the name 'acoustic shadows.' If you stand in an acoustic shadow there is one direction from which you will hear nothing. At the battle of Gaines's Mill, one of the fiercest conflicts of the Civil War, with a hundred guns in play, spectators a mile and a half away on the opposite side of the Chickahominy Valley heard nothing of what they clearly saw. The bombardment of Port Royal, heard and felt at St. Augustine, a hundred and fifty miles to the south, was inaudible two miles to the north in a still atmosphere. A few days before the surrender at Appomattox a thunderous engagement between the commands of Sheridan and Pickett was unknown to the latter commander, a mile in the rear of his own line.
These instances were not known to the man of whom we write, but less striking ones of the same character had not escaped his observation. He was profoundly disquieted, but for another reason than the uncanny silence of that moonlight march.
'Good Lord! ' he said to himself -- and again it was as if another had spoken his thought -- 'if those people are what I take them to be we have lost the battle and they are moving on Nashville!'
Then came a thought of self -- an apprehension -- a strong sense of personal peril, such as in another we call fear. He stepped quickly into the shadow of a tree. And still the silent battalions moved slowly forward in the haze.
The chill of a sudden breeze upon the back of his neck drew his attention to the quarter whence it came, and turning to the east he saw a faint grey light along the horizon -- the first sign of returning day. This increased his apprehension.
'I must get away from here,' he thought, 'or I shall be discovered and taken.'
He moved out of the shadow, walking rapidly toward the greying east. From the safer seclusion of a clump of cedars he looked back. The entire column had passed out of sight: the straight white road lay bare and desolate in the moonlight!
Puzzled before, he was now inexpressibly astonished. So swift a passing of so slow an army! -- he could not comprehend it. Minute after minute passed unnoted; he had lost his sense of time. He sought with a terrible earnestness a solution of the mystery, but sought in vain. When at last he roused himself from his abstraction the sun's rim was visible above the hills, but in the new conditions he found no other light than that of day; his understanding was involved as darkly in doubt as before.
On every side lay cultivated fields showing no sign of war and war's ravages. From the chimneys of the farmhouses thin ascensions of blue smoke signalled preparations for a day's peaceful toil. Having stilled its immemorial allocution to the moon, the watch-dog was assisting a negro who, prefixing a team of mules to the plough, was flatting and sharping contentedly at his task. The hero of this tale stared stupidly at the pastoral picture as if he had never seen such a thing in all his life; then he put his hand to his head, passed it through his hair and, withdrawing it, attentively considered the palm -- a singular thing to do. Apparently reassured by the act, he walked confidently toward the road. It was at this moment he stumbled on to what was to be the greatest journey of his life, venturing through this great nation "Three Kings".
[B]Is that "in-depth" enough? :)[/B][/QUOTE]
Stikku added, thank you for applying and thank you for the amazing story! Please take another look at the rules and thank you for voting for the server. :)
[QUOTE=Stikku;31035145][B]First name:[/B] Michael
[B]Minecraft name:[/B] Stikku
[B]Age:[/B] 16
[B]Did you vote for the server:[/B] Yes
[B]What you want to accomplish on the server:[/B] To become a respected and friendly member of the community :)
[B]Create a short (fictional) biography on your Minecraft character:[/B][/QUOTE]
Nice going using Google to find your biography for you dude :v:
[QUOTE=evlbzltyr;31037603]Nice going using Google to find your biography for you dude :v:[/QUOTE]
I do believe you're right, thank you evl. Stikku, please try again as plagiarism is not accepted.
Aha nah it's alright too much work to get into a server that only has an average of 10 people on at a time.
[QUOTE=Stikku;31038256]Aha nah it's alright too much work to get into a server that only has an average of 10 people on at a time.[/QUOTE]
"Come up with a paragraph of original backstory for my character to get onto one of the only actual decent Minecraft servers? Sounds like too much work!"
[QUOTE=Stikku;31038256]Aha nah it's alright too much work to get into a server that only has an average of 10 people on at a time.[/QUOTE]
Suit yourself, sorry we couldn't help you.
Better hope this thing is professionally hosted tomorrow.
[editline]11th July 2011[/editline]
@stikku, I found a pretty nice server yesterday that has 20 white-listed slots. You need to apply on a thread in the 'official minecraft forum', which I hope to remember to share the link with you tomorrow. They nearly just started so that's a bonus.
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