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Steam Name: ♠The Scurrilous Straggler♠
Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:67874454
How long have you been roleplaying?: Two-Three years.
Any experience having this auth before?: Partially.
What are you applying for?: PET Flags(Trial), a vervein lined, silver retractable spear kept within Imperator's trench coat and knowledge on Vampires & Werewolves.
Why should you have this?:
Despite being a shite builder I think PET flags would be helpful for creating environments and perhaps a housing area for 'Imperator'.
The weapons would make Imperator's character more of a challenge, creating FearRP between both parties battling, Imperator fearing possibly turning into one of the creatures and the creature's fearing death.
Knowledge on vampires and werewolves would be required for Imperator to own these weapons, keep in mind this does not include any other creatures, it is limited to only Vampires & Werewolves, despite maybe believing in a few myths of other creatures he heard about when reading.
Backstory:
Prologue
'Imperator' was afraid as he sat in the corner of his room, knife made of silver and lined with vervein in his hands, he knew what awaited him outside, he knew why nobody was talking in the streets. Imperator stood up, still holding the weapon as he peeked out the door way, creeping outside, he entered the hallway, as he walked the wooden floorboards creaked, he didn't want to get caught, he shut his eyes tightly, resisting the urge to burst into tears as he feared his own death. He was only fourteen at the time, alone and afraid in what used to be the town of Rivendale. He eventually made it out to the streets, he saw a man dressed in a black tunic walk down the street in the opposite direction, he pondered the thought of killing the beast a moment but decided it was too early, he was too weak. 'Imperator' ran, placing the knife in his belt; unsure of what was to come in the next years.
Act One
It was two years since the fall of Rivendale, Imperator was still confused on what had happened, it all seemed like a big blur to him. He seeked counseling on the situation but people thought he was insane or a liar. Imperator seemed reminded of the moment every time he read books on mythological creatures, especially Wrewolves. "Could it be that Vampires are real?" he wondered, though he laughed at his question, believing that he was a fool for assuming such, but as he kept thinking about it, it did seem a bit likely, he felt his stomach churn, he decided to rest his mind and sleep.
Act Two
By now Imperator had decided that it could've been these creatures that brought destruction to his town, but he decided to live a normal life instead of doing anything about it, he continued his work as a student till he passed High School at the age of Eighteen. Imperator wanted to be a hero so he took the role of a firefighter, enjoying both the thrill and the good deeds completed.
Act Three
A year later Imperator layed on the couch of his apartment, watching the news as he was just about ready to sleep. He stood up and walked to his coffee table, taking up the remote before the News showed tape of a horrific image, a man on the floor with his chest ripped open by what could only be a beast with the claws of a tiger, Imperator was frightened at the image because he recognized it, shutting the TV off as he grabbed his trench coat, placing it on as he retrieved his old silver knife, he went to a local smith that practiced medieval craftsman practices, he came there every once in a while to observe the man's work, enjoying old world things. He managed to use his silver tongue to get the smith to craft him a spear made of Silver with his knife, he then returned home and went to bed as he awaited the order to be completed.
Act Four
He returned to the Smith, retrieving the spear, it was retractable, surprising for a weapon made by one who practiced medieval craft specifically, he paid the man before he left, keeping the weapon hid in his pocket his hand lay in, grasping it as he walked through the dark streets of one of the poor neighborhoods within Miami, he was extremely nervous, knowing that he could either be turned into one or be killed, he knew under no condition could he let himself come in contact with one as he walked before he heard something coming from the alley near him, he turned and faced it, he stuttered as he spoke "C-Come...Come out!", he was nervous and the beast could tell, he saw it exit the alley standing at seven feet tall, he shut his eyes a moment, afraid as he backed up, nearly tripping. "This is how I'm going to die, being an idiot playing hero, why do I always play hero? I become a firefighter for heroic deeds now I am a vigilante?" he thought as he opened his eyes, the werewolf got on all fours as it ran towards him with a full sprint, Imperator hesitated before retrieving his spear, retracting it as he lunged it forwards while falling, the beast fell atop of him as he spear struck it's beck, it bled slowly as it attempted to chomp on is head, he let go of the spear as he used his knees and forearms to keep the beast's head up, it was right above him, not a foot away. He watched as the beast groaned and bled all over his shoes before it finally fell, it crushed him with it's weight before it transformed into the human it was originally, he crawled from underneath the man, breathing heavily as he thought to himself he was a murderer, that he killed someone who was uncontrollable, that it wasn't the man's fault for having the disease and he killed him for it, he was once again afraid, taking the spear as he ran off.
Intermission
"If werewolves do exist, shouldn't Vampires" he thought as he lay in bed, still frightened. He had tried to get sleep for the past few hours but was unable to, he decided it'd be best he held off from the vigilante justice for a while, but he knew in the back of his head he'd end up returning to it eventually.
Do you agree that you will use these responsibly, and understand these can be taken away at any time?: Of course.
Steam ID: STEAM_0:1:67874454
How long have you been roleplaying?: Two-Three years.
Any experience having this auth before?: Partially.
What are you applying for?: PET Flags(Trial), a vervein lined, silver retractable spear kept within Imperator's trench coat and knowledge on Vampires & Werewolves.
Why should you have this?:
Despite being a shite builder I think PET flags would be helpful for creating environments and perhaps a housing area for 'Imperator'.
The weapons would make Imperator's character more of a challenge, creating FearRP between both parties battling, Imperator fearing possibly turning into one of the creatures and the creature's fearing death.
Knowledge on vampires and werewolves would be required for Imperator to own these weapons, keep in mind this does not include any other creatures, it is limited to only Vampires & Werewolves, despite maybe believing in a few myths of other creatures he heard about when reading.
Backstory:
Prologue
'Imperator' was afraid as he sat in the corner of his room, knife made of silver and lined with vervein in his hands, he knew what awaited him outside, he knew why nobody was talking in the streets. Imperator stood up, still holding the weapon as he peeked out the door way, creeping outside, he entered the hallway, as he walked the wooden floorboards creaked, he didn't want to get caught, he shut his eyes tightly, resisting the urge to burst into tears as he feared his own death. He was only fourteen at the time, alone and afraid in what used to be the town of Rivendale. He eventually made it out to the streets, he saw a man dressed in a black tunic walk down the street in the opposite direction, he pondered the thought of killing the beast a moment but decided it was too early, he was too weak. 'Imperator' ran, placing the knife in his belt; unsure of what was to come in the next years.
Act One
It was two years since the fall of Rivendale, Imperator was still confused on what had happened, it all seemed like a big blur to him. He seeked counseling on the situation but people thought he was insane or a liar. Imperator seemed reminded of the moment every time he read books on mythological creatures, especially Wrewolves. "Could it be that Vampires are real?" he wondered, though he laughed at his question, believing that he was a fool for assuming such, but as he kept thinking about it, it did seem a bit likely, he felt his stomach churn, he decided to rest his mind and sleep.
Act Two
By now Imperator had decided that it could've been these creatures that brought destruction to his town, but he decided to live a normal life instead of doing anything about it, he continued his work as a student till he passed High School at the age of Eighteen. Imperator wanted to be a hero so he took the role of a firefighter, enjoying both the thrill and the good deeds completed.
Act Three
A year later Imperator layed on the couch of his apartment, watching the news as he was just about ready to sleep. He stood up and walked to his coffee table, taking up the remote before the News showed tape of a horrific image, a man on the floor with his chest ripped open by what could only be a beast with the claws of a tiger, Imperator was frightened at the image because he recognized it, shutting the TV off as he grabbed his trench coat, placing it on as he retrieved his old silver knife, he went to a local smith that practiced medieval craftsman practices, he came there every once in a while to observe the man's work, enjoying old world things. He managed to use his silver tongue to get the smith to craft him a spear made of Silver with his knife, he then returned home and went to bed as he awaited the order to be completed.
Act Four
He returned to the Smith, retrieving the spear, it was retractable, surprising for a weapon made by one who practiced medieval craft specifically, he paid the man before he left, keeping the weapon hid in his pocket his hand lay in, grasping it as he walked through the dark streets of one of the poor neighborhoods within Miami, he was extremely nervous, knowing that he could either be turned into one or be killed, he knew under no condition could he let himself come in contact with one as he walked before he heard something coming from the alley near him, he turned and faced it, he stuttered as he spoke "C-Come...Come out!", he was nervous and the beast could tell, he saw it exit the alley standing at seven feet tall, he shut his eyes a moment, afraid as he backed up, nearly tripping. "This is how I'm going to die, being an idiot playing hero, why do I always play hero? I become a firefighter for heroic deeds now I am a vigilante?" he thought as he opened his eyes, the werewolf got on all fours as it ran towards him with a full sprint, Imperator hesitated before retrieving his spear, retracting it as he lunged it forwards while falling, the beast fell atop of him as he spear struck it's beck, it bled slowly as it attempted to chomp on is head, he let go of the spear as he used his knees and forearms to keep the beast's head up, it was right above him, not a foot away. He watched as the beast groaned and bled all over his shoes before it finally fell, it crushed him with it's weight before it transformed into the human it was originally, he crawled from underneath the man, breathing heavily as he thought to himself he was a murderer, that he killed someone who was uncontrollable, that it wasn't the man's fault for having the disease and he killed him for it, he was once again afraid, taking the spear as he ran off.
Intermission
"If werewolves do exist, shouldn't Vampires" he thought as he lay in bed, still frightened. He had tried to get sleep for the past few hours but was unable to, he decided it'd be best he held off from the vigilante justice for a while, but he knew in the back of his head he'd end up returning to it eventually.
Do you agree that you will use these responsibly, and understand these can be taken away at any time?: Of course.
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