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Haven Mods ([personal profile] havenmods) wrote2013-09-29 03:39 pm
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Applications Two


APPLICATIONS ARE CLOSED!
The next application opening date is Friday 16th January, 7pm EST.
The next application processing date is Friday 23rd January, 7pm EST.

IMPORTANT: PLEASE POST YOUR APPLICATIONS HERE ON THE NEW APPLICATION PAGE


We're so glad you're thinking of joining us in Haven, where we are all safe.

In order to apply for a canon character, please fill out the information below and post it in a comment in this entry. For an OC, please apply using the OC information. Please do not link to applications, all applications must be posted here. Please do not delete your applications; if you do not want it to be seen, you can request for it to be screened after a decision is made.

You may apply for two characters every application round, to a total of six characters. Only two of these may be from the same canon, and they cannot be too familiar with one another. Please make sure to mark the header of your comment(s) with RESERVED or NOT RESERVED, as well as the character name and canon. App challenges are not allowed currently.

Try to remember spelling and grammar are important, and in app length quality and not quantity is what matters. All parts of the application must be your own work, plagiarism will not be tolerated, though you are welcome to reuse your own old applications.

If you are asked for revisions, please don't panic! It doesn't mean the mods don't like you, only that we probably need more information before making a decision. If you are asked for revisions, you will have one week to supply them.

Applications are open on a monthly cycle, where they will be opened on the second Friday of every month for a week, and then processed on the third Friday of the month, before being closed again.

We now have a test drive community at [community profile] haventest which is continuously open. Posts there may be used in lieu of a sample in the application. You may also link posts, logs, or threads from other games and memes in lieu of samples, though we ask that they be no more than one year old. As of November 22nd 2014, samples cannot be "where am I" intro posts. The reason for this is that we often find it hard to gauge characterization from those, as most people when immediately in a new surrounding are confused or frightened.

While we encourage players who have dropped to re-join us, we do not encourage the continual rapid dropping and re-apping of the same character in a short time period. You are welcome to request specific housing, and all attempts will be made to accommodate that request, but it may not always be possible.

To see what we are looking for:
Canon Characters:
Sample Application (Faith Lehane)
Sample Application (Iroh)

Original Characters:
Sample Application (Mors)
Sample Application (Vera de Barr)
Sample Application (Malkus Iverwelling)

Previous Game History:
Sample Application (Abel Nightroad/Mayfield RPG)
Sample Application (Bolin/Discedo)

The old application post can be found here if you would like to look through past accepted applications.

Applications will be open on the following dates (from 7pm EST):
12th-19th December
16th-23rd January

Applications will be processed on the following dates (at 7pm EST):
19th December
23rd January

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divinestreak: (★ it don't run in our blood.)

milla maxwell, tales of xillia; not reserved. 3/3.

[personal profile] divinestreak 2014-01-21 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Items/Weapons:
✦ Lilium Orb.
Balanced Blade.
✦ Shiba tail accessory.


Sample Entry: Previous thread; musebox thread.
Sample Entry Two: from holly heights.
Unfortunately (or fortunately, perhaps, for this scenario), this is not the first time Milla has woken up in an area with no idea where she was or how she got there. A quick runthrough of where she last remembered being told her that at least this time, she remembered who she was. Closing her pink eyes, Milla tipped her head to the side and listened to the world around her. In the far distance she could hear crashing of waves, but it was extremely faint, hidden behind the rush and chatter of people on the street; she could listen for only so long. It was time to open her eyes. Everything about this world felt different than Rieze Maxia, or even Elympios, though the technology here seemed relatively close to that of the latter. Off to her left, there was a giant metal beast sitting in a pale pathway, and Milla felt one of her eyebrows lift in curiosity.

She'd never seen anything like it. Logic and self-preservation told her not to go near; curiosity told her to get up, investigate, discover what's going on in this new world. She wasn't supposed to be here, she belonged in the realm with the spirits. She had made up her mind to become Maxwell as the world needed, and she had to watch over humans and spirits alike on her throne separate from the human world. Separate from all her friends. ...Separate, even, from Jude. It had been a difficult decision, given how fond she'd grown of him, but it was one she had to make for the good of everyone.

There's a squeak and groan of plastic as Milla finally got to her feet, and it took her a moment to feel out her balance. Out of the corner of her eye, something small and shelled crossed over the grass beside her and she reacted without a second's thought, reaching for the sword at her hip. Just as quickly panic shocked through her when she discovered herself without her weapon; gritting her teeth, Milla turned her attention back to the animal and paused. This creature was nowhere near the size of the monsters she'd seen in Rieze Maxia—in fact, it seemed small enough to fit in the palm of her hand. So Milla knelt and reached one hand forward, plucking the small creature up and ignoring the way its claws waved threateningly in the air. She placed it on her palm to inspect it—perhaps it's mana lobe simply hadn't developed?

No, that wouldn't make sense, would it? Perhaps here, there were no such things as mana lobes, given that the world was so much different than her own. As she pondered this, she found herself disliking even more the feeling of being alone with her own thoughts, missing the sharp words of the Four as they bickered amongst themselves to help her figure out what must be done.

Sighing as she set the crab down on the armrest of her chair, Milla started to walk down the street, eyes peeled for anyone who would offer help to a newcomer.