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Post by Airendiel Noldoriel on Dec 13, 2007 19:53:42 GMT -5
So this is the application you use when applying for an OC or a Connon character. Post it under your character's name.
Name:
Age:
Race:
Appearance:
Personality:
Origin (Where is your character from?):
Brief history of your character:
Sample Roleplay:
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Post by Peregrin Took on Dec 20, 2007 22:54:51 GMT -5
Name: Peregrin Took
Age: 48 yrs.
Appearance: curly hair, green eyes, mischievious grin, wears normal hobbit-attire and a cloak.
Personality: Excitable and very mischievious, jumpy, sneaky, fast
Brief History: Pippin's parents generally let him run around and play with the other hobbit children. Thus, Pippin grew up in Hobbiton, where he (she, perhaps?) quickly learned how to hide and run really fast. He'd hang out at the local tavern when he came of age, running around and generally causing trouble. In fact, if there was anything fishy going on, there would be a good chance Pippin was behind it all. However, one day he stumbled out of the tavern when he was rip-roaring drunk. And straight in front of a black rider. After drunkenly mumbling obscenities to said rider and drooling on the hellhorse, the rider knocked him out, and he was out for two weeks. So, he was slightly less foolhardy from then on... but then again, he was no fool in the first place (this is different from the books and the movie). And he's been more careful with his drinking habits from then on.
Sample Roleplay:
Pippin walks up to the bar and orders another pint, swishing around the leftover ale in his cup. He looks at all the rowdy people in the crowd, noting the ones that have passed out. Hm, he thinks. That one seems to have no permanent home, that one hates his girlfriend. That one is very rich, and definitely uses his money for disgusting purposes; I don't want to know what that whip is for... hmmmm... he's passed out. Good. I'll pick his pocket.
He swaggers over, pretending to be really drunk, and sloshing his pint all over the place. He "stumbles" over some other passed-out guy, and his tiny body slams against the floor. "Ow," he thinks. He pretends to snore, ignoring another drunkard that's trampling his finger. After determining an appropriate time for it, he proceeds to lighten the rich guy's pocket. "Wicked!" he thinks.
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Post by Haldir on Dec 20, 2007 23:13:32 GMT -5
Name: Haldir
Age: unknown
Race:Elf
Appearance:(The book doesn't really say so I am going by the movie) Long blond hair, blue eyes, tall
Personality:Kind, unless to a dwarf, helpful, a bit of a sentimentalist, dependable, and courteous. He is of a suspicious nature, which benefits his duty as marchwarden.
Origin (Where is your character from?):Lothlorien
Brief history of your character:He is probably a Silvan Elf, a marchwarden who guards the forests northern borders, accompanied by his two brothers, Rumil and Orophin. He is one of the few Elves of Lorien who can speak Westron. He is seldom seem without one or both of his brothers.
Sample Roleplay: Haldir was guarding the northern borders of Lorien when something caught his eye, a beautiful elfmaiden. "Who could she be?" he wondered but was brought back from his thoughts when his brother, Rumil, spoke his name.
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Post by Airendiel Noldoriel on Dec 22, 2007 14:48:47 GMT -5
Approved Peregrin. Mae Govannen.
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