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Main Account | l8tley | [Baseball][Grade-12] Iowa F. Sakuraki
Alternate Account | Sunsetta | [UP][Professor] Vivienne K. Kiyamia
List your discord name and tag (name#0000):
(Please note, communication and discord access is vital, and not having access to the site is a dealbreaker for the team)
My current discord IGN and discriminator is: Dawn.#0001 (The period is in the name)
Additionally, do you have a microphone and can speak via discord?
I do and I am able to speak via discord.
Your time zone and current country of residence:
I currently live in England and GMT Time zone.
Monday to Wednesday are the days that I have the most little availability due to my schedule at college absorbing all my time on those days, Thursday is a half day and the rest of the week is free.
Link any previous community team applications if applicable:
I recently applied for staff in which was denied because i hadn't had much experience on a community team for the server in which I chose lore as I have deep passion for writing, I'm not too sure if that counts for this section however ill include it regardless.
Denied | Staff Application | https://schoolrp.net/threads/_eryka-staff-application.57181/
Do you recognize you could be removed from the community team?
Yes, I am 100% aware that I can be removed the team whether it be for lack of activity or other valid reasoning.
List a few things that may obstruct your progress/development on the Lore Team.
There are times in which my creativity has its boundaries, For example the writing prompts for this very application were one that took me a minute to figure out a concept for my own ideas. In the end I figured out what I wanted to go for. In short, my persistence counterbalances my creativity boundary and I will keep trying until something is correct. As far as any other obstructions may go I do not believe there are any. I enjoy working in a team and I love writing.
What makes you passionate about writing?:
This is most definitely a large question to answer, to sum up my passion for writing I would justify it using the same terminology and reasoning for playing on the server, The idea of having control over an ideal world and creating any potential story or twists and turns to a life with your imagination is enjoyable to me, Conspiring and debating with myself over the different ways I can connect the dots of lore and form a patent plotline. Writing can be anything you desire in which is the most appealing aspect, whether it be some bizarre fiction or a real world topic, you can bend the reality to whatever you see fit. I have grown up reading many different books and lore of different games, one most notably being the five nights at Freddy's lore which I aimed to keep incredibly up to date on. I find the discrete details and hidden hints at potential events for the future to be enticing and keeping me hooked on not only their writing, but the concept of writing my own fantasies. This I wish to translate over to the lore team as I severely enjoy writing with others moreover on my own and I believe that with all the events that take place on the server that It allows for a huge scope of creativity and development which also increases my passion, there is always ways to differentiate and change the writing style and develop skills for the future both simplifying and overcomplicating.
Do you have any previous experience with writing lore or creative writing as a general aspect?:
Practically my entire life I have been writing many different stories of my own, in terms of lore I have not had the opportunity to participate in writing in which inspired me to do the writing alternative of doodling. I enjoy conspiring about stories and characters in which i have personal experience but nothing in terms of lore for a large server such as SRP.
In your own words, give your definition of lore:
Lore can be defined in various different ways, if I was to define it myself I would define it as the fundamentals of a story, each little detail held and how the dots connect to form a functional and chronological plotline. Lore can differentiate based on ones knowledge for example one person may view lore in a different way to another due to everybody's experiences being different. Lore is a concept that is unique to each aspect it is applied to. A transcript and generalisation of a full story put into terms of perspective based on ones experience.
WRITING PROMPTS:
RULES
You are expected to write in the third person, and narrate in a reliable and neutral tone. Do not focus your prompts specifically on one character’s perspective, but on a bigger picture. There is a 300-1000 word limit that applies to both prompts. Because of flow, if you need to go a little over or under, you are permitted to, but as soon as a prompt is 100 words outside the limit, you will be automatically denied.
The effort and quality of both prompts will be taken into consideration when we accept applications.
#1 Summarize a character conflict, roleplay conflict, or event that you experienced (server-wide, personal, etcetera- there is no bar for how ‘interesting’ or ‘impactful’ it is). Be sure to follow the above guidelines:
(811 Words)
As per usual, the town of Karakura was undergoing a late afternoon in which people were dotted around the plaza conversing within their own cliques and groups of people whether that be the average grade 12 jockeys or the occasional pair of governors passing by. Regardless, the day passed by, but little did each and every resident of Karakura know.. What was about to happen next would stir countless controversies and numerous rumours like wildfire. It was frightening, amplifying the idea that there was true unease behind all the quote on quote 'Peace'. In reality, nobody trusted the person next to them, and Karakura was truly a dystopia as the pressure rose. Then again, people's true colors are only shown when faced with controversy or difficult decision.
A huge explosion could be heard in the distance in the direction of the powerplant.. but for once, the prominent drama was not concurrently taking place within the powerplant. Oh no. It was taking place within the town hall.. Enormous clusters and clouds of smoke shot into the air, polluting the skies and setting the scene for this tragic event.. The town hall.. had exploded.. This in and of itself was an incredibly traumatic scene, but what was even more frightening was the mayor and her accomplices, who were trapped on the floor under the surface. Immediately, everybody swarmed the scene and police were already on the case. The crowd was almost rioting, the murmurs and shouting overtook the street just outside and nobody was listening to the officers' demands. Occasionally, accusations could be heard from those who lacked any care, such as “DO YOUR JOB AND GO IN THERE.”. Some were terrified and worried on behalf of loved ones. Screams such as “PLEASE TELL ME MY HUSBAND IS OKAY!!” could be heard. Even the crowd on the other side of the street stood in awe. Comments such as “My god..” or “How..” were repeated and flourished throughout. Regardless of the police effort of crowd control and attempting to run into the scene, crowd worry turned to crowd violence swiftly and some people even decided to run into the roaring flames engulfing the building. The work of the police was easily overshadowed by the monstrous crowd of students and adults alike. Impatience and unease set in. From many people's perspective, the flames and smoke loomed over them as they stood in fear. glaring up at the sky that was now dyed with Gray and black. From others, they wanted the word ‘hero’ carved into their legacy as they idiotically set foot in the blazing flame in which the moment they came into collision were forced to retreat.
After reinforcements arrived, they were seen equipping themselves with the necessary gear to set foot inside and rescue the mayor along with her colleagues. EMS were also present equipping themselves with similar gear to the police force, and with that. They rushed into the building with all the equipment they needed. The crowd’s hearts were just as on fire as the building itself, but after a while of nothing happening, the crowd was finally quiet.. Fear and reality set in to those who had any glimpse of hope for their loved ones who were still enclosed within the walls of nature’s wrath. Or was it the work of someone unknown, we may never truly understand.. People finally understood that the ones who never made it out in the beginning may not make it out in the end either.. panic, despair, each undying emotion spread like disease.. until. Heroically, the police came rushing out of the building along with EMS and the mayor along with her counterparts were all escorted out of the building. What was once a violent and chaotic crowd was now filled with relief and cheers for the mighty efforts of those who just out their life on the line. “WOOOOOO!!!” “HOORAYYYY!!!” and all the chants in correlation were heard. And with that, a new page in Karakura’s dark and tragic story was written, the tapestry was sown, but today was a good day.
Post fire, we now have a huge renovation of the town hall, including a new complete building with greater features and foundations. Although this event was seemingly hopeless and etched fear into the hearts of all citizens. The outcome was a success, in which nobody may complain that no lives were lost. That other than the one behind the explosion.. Whilst hope was temporarily restored and people's fear was put to rest. Prior to the swarm of people, those who disperse and dissipate with fear and those who were freakishly unnerved. . The unbalance within society was most definitely put on display now more-so the past. Karakura is truly a yin yang.. The darkness and light intertwined, swirling around and blending to form the perfect world of Gray most live in..
#2 Create a folklore tale based on an existing area in Karakura of your choosing; tell us a story! Show us how creative you can get. Be sure to follow the above guidelines.
(610 Words)
This dark tale’s sparks ignited from that of our ancestor's intuition. A timeline, hammered in stone, welded into the path of our eventful past. Within the beginning, back to a time in which Karakura was first displayed as a desolate land, an island seemingly lost but picture perfect as a blank canvas to the human eye. Although the dystopian setting was seemingly small, within its acres was a new foundation for what we now know as Karakura city, Those of the past managed to sculpt huge towers, piers, docks as well as the basis of this tale. The power plant. Within our present day this building stands as ruins, what was seemingly a thriving eutopia of technology to our ancestors is now one of the cities biggest downfalls. It was once used as a structure to power huge towers, the core and heart of the city, but now it stands as a dangerous ruin for those with the heart the same colour as the buildings walls to lurk.
Over time, the power plant became even more desolate, and although the island may be viewed as a lost beauty. With the creation of this treacherous structure, it was nothing more than a dystopia. Contrasting views arose about the power plant and many live in fear, daring step foot near the area. What once started as a thriving, beautiful structure that had a core usage within the city had fallen to the depths and was forgotten as the shadows corroded the dying premises. Each crack in the wall, each rotting machine within its walls, each layer of blood forever staining the floor. All extorting the image of horror and trepidation. The building rots, but the shackles that grasp the hands of the victims to others sins remain forever indissoluble.
Those who enter the range of the structure are greeted with an immense pressure, the aura of despair and pain. A presence forever undying. Those who entered and never returned forever roam the dark corridors shackled by their own regret. Legend has it the screams of the former mayor, Mike Akihito, can be heard from the power plant whenever they enter the buildings rotting shell. Anyone who enters would be trotting on broken glass and uneven ground, hitches and crevices, residue and dust coated the fragile layer of stone that remained of the cracked skull that was the power plant, the old generator inside representing the no longer powered brain. The city may be bright, but not even light may drown out to despair and sorrow within the power plant, many lives lost, many injured. The most typical danger zone for criminals that raise havoc all over the city.
Returning to modern civilisation, the path many takes is generally smooth however forever haunted by the dark corners, crevices, and cracks in society housing those whose intentions may never be known. This includes the overwhelming infestation of gangs and the notorious power plant of course. Few dare enter or even speak of the power plant, few are adventurous and curiosity overwhelms their senses sending them to their demise. Although it appears insignificant and easily avoidable, those who reside and enclose their darkest desires expand the dark depths of the plant as if they were the roots, all throughout the city. The true extension being the grotesque sewer system in which crime is just as prominent to be committed, even having its fair share of tales and fantasies in which may never be known as confirmed. Regardless, the walls of the power plant still stand tall alongside the dark counterparts that spread to the hearts of the people who indulge in the dark art of gang violence
Main Account | l8tley | [Baseball][Grade-12] Iowa F. Sakuraki
Alternate Account | Sunsetta | [UP][Professor] Vivienne K. Kiyamia
List your discord name and tag (name#0000):
(Please note, communication and discord access is vital, and not having access to the site is a dealbreaker for the team)
My current discord IGN and discriminator is: Dawn.#0001 (The period is in the name)
Additionally, do you have a microphone and can speak via discord?
I do and I am able to speak via discord.
Your time zone and current country of residence:
I currently live in England and GMT Time zone.
Monday to Wednesday are the days that I have the most little availability due to my schedule at college absorbing all my time on those days, Thursday is a half day and the rest of the week is free.
Link any previous community team applications if applicable:
I recently applied for staff in which was denied because i hadn't had much experience on a community team for the server in which I chose lore as I have deep passion for writing, I'm not too sure if that counts for this section however ill include it regardless.
Denied | Staff Application | https://schoolrp.net/threads/_eryka-staff-application.57181/
Do you recognize you could be removed from the community team?
Yes, I am 100% aware that I can be removed the team whether it be for lack of activity or other valid reasoning.
List a few things that may obstruct your progress/development on the Lore Team.
There are times in which my creativity has its boundaries, For example the writing prompts for this very application were one that took me a minute to figure out a concept for my own ideas. In the end I figured out what I wanted to go for. In short, my persistence counterbalances my creativity boundary and I will keep trying until something is correct. As far as any other obstructions may go I do not believe there are any. I enjoy working in a team and I love writing.
What makes you passionate about writing?:
This is most definitely a large question to answer, to sum up my passion for writing I would justify it using the same terminology and reasoning for playing on the server, The idea of having control over an ideal world and creating any potential story or twists and turns to a life with your imagination is enjoyable to me, Conspiring and debating with myself over the different ways I can connect the dots of lore and form a patent plotline. Writing can be anything you desire in which is the most appealing aspect, whether it be some bizarre fiction or a real world topic, you can bend the reality to whatever you see fit. I have grown up reading many different books and lore of different games, one most notably being the five nights at Freddy's lore which I aimed to keep incredibly up to date on. I find the discrete details and hidden hints at potential events for the future to be enticing and keeping me hooked on not only their writing, but the concept of writing my own fantasies. This I wish to translate over to the lore team as I severely enjoy writing with others moreover on my own and I believe that with all the events that take place on the server that It allows for a huge scope of creativity and development which also increases my passion, there is always ways to differentiate and change the writing style and develop skills for the future both simplifying and overcomplicating.
Do you have any previous experience with writing lore or creative writing as a general aspect?:
Practically my entire life I have been writing many different stories of my own, in terms of lore I have not had the opportunity to participate in writing in which inspired me to do the writing alternative of doodling. I enjoy conspiring about stories and characters in which i have personal experience but nothing in terms of lore for a large server such as SRP.
In your own words, give your definition of lore:
Lore can be defined in various different ways, if I was to define it myself I would define it as the fundamentals of a story, each little detail held and how the dots connect to form a functional and chronological plotline. Lore can differentiate based on ones knowledge for example one person may view lore in a different way to another due to everybody's experiences being different. Lore is a concept that is unique to each aspect it is applied to. A transcript and generalisation of a full story put into terms of perspective based on ones experience.
WRITING PROMPTS:
RULES
You are expected to write in the third person, and narrate in a reliable and neutral tone. Do not focus your prompts specifically on one character’s perspective, but on a bigger picture. There is a 300-1000 word limit that applies to both prompts. Because of flow, if you need to go a little over or under, you are permitted to, but as soon as a prompt is 100 words outside the limit, you will be automatically denied.
The effort and quality of both prompts will be taken into consideration when we accept applications.
#1 Summarize a character conflict, roleplay conflict, or event that you experienced (server-wide, personal, etcetera- there is no bar for how ‘interesting’ or ‘impactful’ it is). Be sure to follow the above guidelines:
(811 Words)
As per usual, the town of Karakura was undergoing a late afternoon in which people were dotted around the plaza conversing within their own cliques and groups of people whether that be the average grade 12 jockeys or the occasional pair of governors passing by. Regardless, the day passed by, but little did each and every resident of Karakura know.. What was about to happen next would stir countless controversies and numerous rumours like wildfire. It was frightening, amplifying the idea that there was true unease behind all the quote on quote 'Peace'. In reality, nobody trusted the person next to them, and Karakura was truly a dystopia as the pressure rose. Then again, people's true colors are only shown when faced with controversy or difficult decision.
A huge explosion could be heard in the distance in the direction of the powerplant.. but for once, the prominent drama was not concurrently taking place within the powerplant. Oh no. It was taking place within the town hall.. Enormous clusters and clouds of smoke shot into the air, polluting the skies and setting the scene for this tragic event.. The town hall.. had exploded.. This in and of itself was an incredibly traumatic scene, but what was even more frightening was the mayor and her accomplices, who were trapped on the floor under the surface. Immediately, everybody swarmed the scene and police were already on the case. The crowd was almost rioting, the murmurs and shouting overtook the street just outside and nobody was listening to the officers' demands. Occasionally, accusations could be heard from those who lacked any care, such as “DO YOUR JOB AND GO IN THERE.”. Some were terrified and worried on behalf of loved ones. Screams such as “PLEASE TELL ME MY HUSBAND IS OKAY!!” could be heard. Even the crowd on the other side of the street stood in awe. Comments such as “My god..” or “How..” were repeated and flourished throughout. Regardless of the police effort of crowd control and attempting to run into the scene, crowd worry turned to crowd violence swiftly and some people even decided to run into the roaring flames engulfing the building. The work of the police was easily overshadowed by the monstrous crowd of students and adults alike. Impatience and unease set in. From many people's perspective, the flames and smoke loomed over them as they stood in fear. glaring up at the sky that was now dyed with Gray and black. From others, they wanted the word ‘hero’ carved into their legacy as they idiotically set foot in the blazing flame in which the moment they came into collision were forced to retreat.
After reinforcements arrived, they were seen equipping themselves with the necessary gear to set foot inside and rescue the mayor along with her colleagues. EMS were also present equipping themselves with similar gear to the police force, and with that. They rushed into the building with all the equipment they needed. The crowd’s hearts were just as on fire as the building itself, but after a while of nothing happening, the crowd was finally quiet.. Fear and reality set in to those who had any glimpse of hope for their loved ones who were still enclosed within the walls of nature’s wrath. Or was it the work of someone unknown, we may never truly understand.. People finally understood that the ones who never made it out in the beginning may not make it out in the end either.. panic, despair, each undying emotion spread like disease.. until. Heroically, the police came rushing out of the building along with EMS and the mayor along with her counterparts were all escorted out of the building. What was once a violent and chaotic crowd was now filled with relief and cheers for the mighty efforts of those who just out their life on the line. “WOOOOOO!!!” “HOORAYYYY!!!” and all the chants in correlation were heard. And with that, a new page in Karakura’s dark and tragic story was written, the tapestry was sown, but today was a good day.
Post fire, we now have a huge renovation of the town hall, including a new complete building with greater features and foundations. Although this event was seemingly hopeless and etched fear into the hearts of all citizens. The outcome was a success, in which nobody may complain that no lives were lost. That other than the one behind the explosion.. Whilst hope was temporarily restored and people's fear was put to rest. Prior to the swarm of people, those who disperse and dissipate with fear and those who were freakishly unnerved. . The unbalance within society was most definitely put on display now more-so the past. Karakura is truly a yin yang.. The darkness and light intertwined, swirling around and blending to form the perfect world of Gray most live in..
#2 Create a folklore tale based on an existing area in Karakura of your choosing; tell us a story! Show us how creative you can get. Be sure to follow the above guidelines.
(610 Words)
This dark tale’s sparks ignited from that of our ancestor's intuition. A timeline, hammered in stone, welded into the path of our eventful past. Within the beginning, back to a time in which Karakura was first displayed as a desolate land, an island seemingly lost but picture perfect as a blank canvas to the human eye. Although the dystopian setting was seemingly small, within its acres was a new foundation for what we now know as Karakura city, Those of the past managed to sculpt huge towers, piers, docks as well as the basis of this tale. The power plant. Within our present day this building stands as ruins, what was seemingly a thriving eutopia of technology to our ancestors is now one of the cities biggest downfalls. It was once used as a structure to power huge towers, the core and heart of the city, but now it stands as a dangerous ruin for those with the heart the same colour as the buildings walls to lurk.
Over time, the power plant became even more desolate, and although the island may be viewed as a lost beauty. With the creation of this treacherous structure, it was nothing more than a dystopia. Contrasting views arose about the power plant and many live in fear, daring step foot near the area. What once started as a thriving, beautiful structure that had a core usage within the city had fallen to the depths and was forgotten as the shadows corroded the dying premises. Each crack in the wall, each rotting machine within its walls, each layer of blood forever staining the floor. All extorting the image of horror and trepidation. The building rots, but the shackles that grasp the hands of the victims to others sins remain forever indissoluble.
Those who enter the range of the structure are greeted with an immense pressure, the aura of despair and pain. A presence forever undying. Those who entered and never returned forever roam the dark corridors shackled by their own regret. Legend has it the screams of the former mayor, Mike Akihito, can be heard from the power plant whenever they enter the buildings rotting shell. Anyone who enters would be trotting on broken glass and uneven ground, hitches and crevices, residue and dust coated the fragile layer of stone that remained of the cracked skull that was the power plant, the old generator inside representing the no longer powered brain. The city may be bright, but not even light may drown out to despair and sorrow within the power plant, many lives lost, many injured. The most typical danger zone for criminals that raise havoc all over the city.
Returning to modern civilisation, the path many takes is generally smooth however forever haunted by the dark corners, crevices, and cracks in society housing those whose intentions may never be known. This includes the overwhelming infestation of gangs and the notorious power plant of course. Few dare enter or even speak of the power plant, few are adventurous and curiosity overwhelms their senses sending them to their demise. Although it appears insignificant and easily avoidable, those who reside and enclose their darkest desires expand the dark depths of the plant as if they were the roots, all throughout the city. The true extension being the grotesque sewer system in which crime is just as prominent to be committed, even having its fair share of tales and fantasies in which may never be known as confirmed. Regardless, the walls of the power plant still stand tall alongside the dark counterparts that spread to the hearts of the people who indulge in the dark art of gang violence
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