Out-Of-Character Information
What is your Minecraft username?
runupgetdoneup_
What is your discord username?
YellowWater6439
What is your time zone?
EST
Link(s) to any previous applications on the server:
Teacher [X]
Reporter [X]
Government [X]
Shopkeeper [X]
*As a note, I have many more applications, these are just the important ones.
What are your current roles on the server? (If you're college, specify your degree level):
[Grade 12][Football]
[Grade 12]
[Grade 8]
Above are all my current roles, though in the past I have been a high school cheerleader and the high school female basketball captain.
Describe your activity and roleplay experience on the server:
I’ve been playing SRP for a pretty long time, probably about 5ish years, in which I’ve tried a bunch of different things on the server and experienced really every aspect. I’ve done Gangrp, been arrested, a LOT of Jockrp, and the list just goes on.
For a better look at my activity I would rate it probably to an 8/10, I have to be active for my football role.
For another look at it, I’ve provided my schedule below
Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | Saturday |
Available most days | Available most days | Available most days | Available most days | Available most days | Available some days | Available some days |
12PM - 12AM | 5PM - 12AM | 5PM - 12AM | 5PM - 12AM | 5PM - 12AM | 5PM - 2AM | 12PM - 3AM |
As a note, I am still in school so my schedule kinda goes around that, the summer is coming in only 3 more weeks! So, my schedule will change as well as when I get my summer job.
In your own words, why do you think professors are important to SchoolRP?
As my first point for this argument, the server is named School RP, it's the center of the town and it's where nearly all players go to socialize. It brings many people together and forces them to sit in one area of the server, which provides so much more roleplay. The professors are there to keep the school alive, by the time people have a college tag, most people already have a decently sized group of people they hang out with. Professors are there to invoke these people to make other friends in a classroom, or even to actually teach. There are some things that I’ve learned from an SRP class and I think a lot of it is pretty valuable information. Overall, the professors foster social roleplays between players as well as give out information.
Do you acknowledge that if you are inactive, you may face demotion or removal from the faction?
Absolutely, I’ve had to handle activity for many of the roles I’ve taken on while playing on SRP.
Do you understand if your application is accepted, you may have to undergo professor training?:
Yes, I would have no clue how to play as a professor otherwise.
In-Character Information
What's your character's full name?
The woman took her seat, and listened to the question. She looked around the room as if somebody else was being asked. “Oh- Me. Right.” Was she going to answer? A long pause was between the two, this was awkward. “Oh- Vienna Meadows.” She cheesed, staring at the interviewer. What an interview this was going to be if she kept this act up. A polluted hand covered her mouth as she coughed into it. “Whats your name? I don’t think you ever told me.” - “...” She stared at the interviewer who said nothing in return. “Oh okay then.”
Age (Minimum is 27):
She slanted her head and eyed the interviewer. ”Well- You should know not to ask a woman her age.” She crossed her arms, seemingly not too happy. “If you really need to know, I am thirty five.” Another vow a silence between the two. “I usually tell everybody I’m twenty two, think I can get away with that?” A light hair toss, her skin was glowing and her hair looked very healthy, she actually COULD get away being twenty two, minus the fact that she was a professor.
Nationality:
She tapped her chin. “From birth, I was born in Canada, but once I met..” She stopped speaking, must've been a sensitive topic. “Nevermind him. I moved to America when I was in my twenties, started teaching and somehow now I’m here.” She thought for a moment. “So I guess Canadian is the correct answer there.” She blinked a few times, way too much talking from this lady.
Preferred Subject:
“BOTANY!” WOW! She yelled that. “Oh- Sorry. Got a bit ahead of myself there, I’d be teaching Botany, the study of plants.. It's a science.” She looked at the interviewer and blinked, did he really not know what that was? “Uhm.. It’s kinda similar to plant science but we take a traditional approach. Instead of tissue cultures we will look into propagation which is another form of asexual reproduction.” She smiled and stared at the interviewer.
Describe the character: How do they look and act? What makes them unique and different? What are their plans for the future? Optionally, what is their past?
Answering this one oocly, doesn’t make sense to answer it icly.
Vienna is a slim woman who isn’t the tallest, she has beautiful brown curls which flow down her back. Her personality is no different from her beautiful exterior, the woman is so kind. If it was possible, roses would bloom as this woman walked past. She usually held herself up with a quite confident demeanor, though she made sure not to put a student down, unless absolutely needed of course! What makes her unique is her origins and how she came to love Botany. She was given a plant as a gift for her 14th birthday, it was a Alocasia Frydek, a very known plant which was prone to disease and spider-mites. The plant came with spider-mites, webs filling every crevice. She had to fight for the plant, taking care of the mites the best she could and ultimately the two of them found success. This adventure absolutely motivated the woman to pursue anything plant related, it secured her love for them. The woman had many plans for the future, she had dreams of cross pollinating plants and creating a new species of plant. With that the woman would grow in money of course! But when that fails she would enjoy growing old as a professor. The woman came from Canada and lived an entirely normal life until she met Michael. He was a rich and attractive man, the two of them fell in love, got married, and moved to California. They had one amazing child together and began experiencing bumps in their marriage. Michael had been cheating and Vienna took note of this, she decided to take action after no longer being able to handle it and moved to Japan. She now has seen her ex-non-ex-husband (They never got divorced) in Karakura. There's a reason she goes by Ms. Meadows.
What is their outlook on students and their co-workers?
She smiled, what a question that was! “Oh, I just believe every mind is one to be molded and shaped. Even my co-workers! You are never too old to learn.” That smile was glued onto her face, it wasn’t coming off anytime soon, she dreamed of all the students she could imprint on, ones to share the love of plants with. “Besides, this school needs somebody to teach kids about plants traditionally! We as a society cannot depend on genetically modified plants and non-organic ones. Y'know, there's studies that inform us on the nutrient plant level declines. Fruits and veggies from the 1950’s, when compared to some of the same foods today, had 50% more available nutrients.” She made a small grin while nodding her head. “Fact check me if you please. It's one of my dreams to restore nutrients into our plants, as the population grows we need it more and more.” She definitely wasn’t wrong.
What is their motivation for becoming a professor?:
“I want to imprint on young minds of course! Like in my past answer, we need to restore plant nutrients, by showing young minds this issue that will absolutely affect them, they might take action and change the agricultural world.” She held a pause for a moment, allowing the silence to emphasize what she had just spoken. “If one of my students was to change the world, that would just be amazing. Either way, I know my students will do amazing. I hope to see them keep doing great things.” She paused, that grin still on her face. “When I taught in California, my students were amazing! They have done so many labs, I still get messages from those little scientists, they tell me everything they’ve been up to!” Her eyes teared up for a moment as she reached into her designer purse and rushed to whip out a tissue. The woman dapped it on her eyes, careful to not ruin her eyeliner. “Sorry- I’m just so proud of them.”
Roleplay Scenarios
A jock is ignoring your lesson and throwing paper balls at another student, what would your character do?
“Remember ladies and gentlemen, it’s not about the amount you water your plants, but the frequency! If you water it too often you can get root ro-” Vienna blinked, were her eyes deceiving her? Was there really somebody in her class disrupting the peace? She set down the Golden Pothos which she was holding, gently leaving it on her desk. Ms. Meadows was clearly not happy, she stomped towards the jock who was taking a seat in the back. “Rafel. Do not throw paper in my class, young man. Not only could you hit one of our growing plants, but you already hit another student! That is unacceptable.” She shook her head, disappointed. A finger and her arm raised as she pointed to the paper ball. “You will go over there and apologize to that young woman, this instant! You threw a paper ball at her and you littered my classroom. You OBVIOUSLY weren’t here for my leave-no-trace principals last week.” Vienna ushered the man up as she crossed her arms and watched him walk towards the woman. She loomed behind him as he apologized and grabbed his paper ball, tossing it in the trash. “NOOOPE!” She shook her finger and pointed it directly at him. “You know what class this is, right? BOTANY! We recycle here. Paper does not go in the trash bin, it goes in the blue recycling bin!” She watched as he walked back towards the trash, dug out his paper and dropped it into the recycling bin. Her face instantly lit up. “Good job! I’m glad you’re learning!” She skipped back to her desk, opened up a drawer and took out a piece of candy. Ms. Meadows made her way towards the student that had been hit by the paper, gave them a piece and then to Rafael. “Mr. Validez, I’m proud of you for showing your manners and apologizing, pinkie swear you won't do it again and you can have this.” She held out her pinky, interlocked it with his, and placed the chocolate in his palm. Vienna then continued her lesson like nothing had happened, making her way back to the front of the room.
A student doesn’t seem to understand the material, yet hasn’t requested help, what would your character do?
Ms. Meadows eyes the students as the work, watching over the plenty of them which were quickly finishing their work. She spotted one person who looked quite odd in comparison. She didn't want to make a scene of anything so she began to stroll the classroom. Walking up and down the rows, she glanced at the students’ papers, making note of their answers. She finally reached Rafael, it seemed like he was having difficulties with his classwork after throwing paper balls at other students. Vienna squatted down at his desk, looking over his answers. She whispered to him. “Need any help?” She watched him nod quietly as he pointed to ones which were most troubling. “The question asks where would you find the most stomata? Right. So the stomata are microscopic openings that open and close, releasing amounts of water and allowing gas exchange. In order to have the most control, especially over the water, where do you think they'd be located on the leaf? If it was on the top of the leaf the sun would quickly dry out the water, but if it was on the bottom it wouullldd..?” She slightly squinted an eye, looking at him to find the answer on his own. Rafael spoke, ‘The bottom is better because the sun can’t fry the water out as easily’ Ms. Meadows smiled and nodded her head. “Correct! So the answer would be the bottom side!” She paused. “Remember, I’ll be at my desk or walking around, feel free to ask me anything, I’m never too busy to help you.. It’s literally my job.” She giggled at her own half-joke, slowly strolling back to her desk and checking other students’ work on her way.
When in the faculty lounge, how does your character act?
The woman had her purse in hand while strutting towards the lounge. She eyed for any students that wanted to rush in and she luckily hadn’t seen any. She grabbed the door knob, twisted it, and pushed the door in, quickly closing the door behind her. It was her first day, how nerve-wracking! Vienna stared at all the new faces, a smile crept onto her face. “Uhm- Hello! I’m Vienna Meadows.” She looked at the other teachers on their lunch break, a small hand shot up and waved politely at them. “I’m a new professor here and I teach Botany!” She cheesed, looking at the others and walked up towards a small group of them eating their lunches. She quickly placed her lunch bag down and opened it up. A salad, how fitting for a woman like her. She calmly and politely ate her food as she listened to the new faces speak to one another, every now and then she added something into the conversation, she had found her people, somehow these were the science teachers! These few could talk for hours about various topics.
Provide at least 2 interactive class ideas and one field trip idea related to your subject
Idea #1
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As students filled the class they would notice an unusual scene. Ms. Meadows was prancing around the room to ‘music’ Though this wasn’t any normal music, it was a series of frequencies, all of which were high pitched. On the white board there was a scribble of a sunflower. The students would shuffle into their seats, many of them tired per usual, though Ms. Meadows was never tired. “Good morning class!" She turned the music down, letting the students hear her voice better. “Today, we have something exciting planned!” A short pause as she excitedly clapped to herself. “We will be growing seeds! Everybody up!” She gestured for the students to stand up, watching them follow her instructions. “Please begin a line around my desk, grab a pot color of your choice and sit down back in your seat with it!” The students did so. “Now, I have a few seeds here, sunflower seeds to be particular. I will pass these out, you are to fill your pot with dirt, then sprinkle some seeds in and gently cover them with some more dirt. We will water them after.” She nodded, looking around. “As you guys do that, I would like to talk about sunflower seeds! As we continue to grow our plants in class, I will talk more and more about them. As we spoke last week, sunflower seeds are dicots! This means that they pop out of their little seedling shells with two leaves, their root system also stems from a large vein rather than a fibrous root system like grasses.” She paused. “Once you guys are done, please gently pour water on your plants, we will be using ONLY distilled water, the school water sucks and it turns their roots brown… After watering it, please place it on the window sill to let it begin growing!” She cheesed, watching the students scatter about. “OH! I almost forgot! I also have some tape up here for you guys to name your plant and tape it onto the pot! A plant should never go unnamed!” The class felt like it had gone by so fast! Just as the students placed their pots on the window sill the bell had rang, they quickly packed up and scurried out of the room. Vienna mumbled to herself, looking over the seedlings and checking for anything done incorrectly. Some seeds she flicked a bit more of dirt on top of and others she would add more water.
Field Trip
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Ms. Meadows smiled as she looked over the classroom. “Did everybody get their permission slips signed by their mom and dad?” Her smile was more of an evil smirk, these were grown men and women, they obviously didn’t need permission slips! Vienna made her way to the classroom door, not yet opening it. “Everybody, grab your plant! We will be giving them away to.. Somebody. I’m sure by tomorrow I’ll have them back, don’t you guys worry!” Meadows watched the students scramble like ants, all of them rushing to find their plant. They then lined up with her at the door, waiting to hear about their field trip. “OKAY! So, we will be marching to the Town Hall! Last time I was there it was very gloomy, gray, boring, my list could go on. We are going to be furnishing my hu-” She stopped herself and cleared her throat. Michael was NOT her husband, at least in her head. “A man I know.. We are going to be putting our plants in there! Ready? Let's go!” She began leading the class, eyeing those of her students which were quite responsible. “Mr. Validez, you will be the caboose! Make sure nobody goes behind you and keep up with the rest of us!” She grinned, Validez was so responsible. The class left the school, carefully took sidewalks and crosswalks until they reached the town hall. Ms. Meadows greeted the woman working at the front desk, she was a blonde woman who clearly had no idea of these kids showing up. “Hello! I need to-” She slightly turned and eyed her class. “We need to speak to Mr. Marie-Weston.” The receptionist looked at them. ‘Uhm- We aren’t taking anybody right now..’ Spoke the receptionist. Though Vienna didn’t seem to mind her, the class walked past, making laps up the elevator to the judge’s office. The receptionist watched, helpless. “Alright ladies and gents, let's be quiet for the other workers here. Once we are in the office, pick a nice sunny spot to place your plant. Mr. Marie-Weston shouldn’t mind all these plants, if anything he will be delighted!” That same evil smirk appeared on her face, was this a way for her to get back at her ex-non-ex-husband? It clearly was. Or maybe she was trying to get his attention to get him back. Either way she knocked on the door a few times, no answer was taken so she decided just to open the door, pushing in and she held the door open for her students. “Quickly! Place your plants!” She smiled, walking over to his desk. Vienna placed her plant down, the name ‘LIAM’ was written on the pot. That one was definitely special, but how? Ms. Meadows made her way back to the door, holding it open for the class. “Okay everybody! Let's go, quickly before you’re late to your next class!” Vienna and her class all strutted safely back to school, making sure the students were kept in line appropriately. Once back to the classroom she did a headcount, marking everybody down correctly for attendance, luckily nobody had gotten lost! Vienna released her class once they were finished.
Idea #2
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Once more students filled the class room, seeds were stuck to the board, this time they were Coleus seeds. “Okay class! You know the drill, grab a pot, some dirt, and a few seeds! For now I will play some tunes while we wait.” Vienna smiled, prancing over to her computer. The classroom had been filled with sunlight and fresh oxygen from the other various plants covering the walls of the room. It smelled and felt amazing, hidden harmonies flew through the air, everything in her classroom just felt in balance. Suddenly, she wasn’t playing her normal type of music, the song BODIES by Forest began playing. A rock song? In Ms. Meadows class? This was far from her usual frequencies. The song would play out, coming to an end shortly after its beginning. Vienna clapped her hands together, sitting in front of the class on top of her desk. “You guys may be wondering why we listened to a rock song instead of our usual frequencies, that's because we are doing a lab!” She paused, pointing to the windows. “The half of the class closest to the windows will be group A, the rest of you will be group B. Group B please place your plants by the speaker on the right and A on the left.” She smiled, watching the students place their plants down, she turned on both the speakers. “Now this is just an example, after class I will move Group B plants into another classroom as the music I'm going to play is drastically different. We don't want the music to interfere with the other group.” She pressed a few buttons on her computer, muttering something out, technical difficulties! “Sorry- This stupid thing..” Finally music came out. Group A’s music was a classical genre, a series of frequencies all high pitched. “Class, what does this remind you of that is in nature?” A pause. “Birds chirping! This music is supposed to recreate the frequencies given off by birds chirping.” She stopped that classical music, now playing music from the second speaker, group B. It blasted out rock music, this entirely changed the atmosphere of the room. “There have been studies done to state that when plants have frequencies of birds chirping, it affects their growth rate. High pitched sounds will have a positive growth rate and lower pitches have been correlated to negative growth rates in comparison. We will be running this experiment over the weekend. I will play music for both groups in separate rooms, the music will be played for six total hours not to overload them. Once we come back, you guys will measure the pants and take note of the difference. We will compare average growth rates between groups on Tuesday.” She smiled, waving at the class as the bell rang and students flooded out.
THATS ALL! THANKS FOR READING MY APPLICATION!