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Haven Mods ([personal profile] havenmods) wrote2012-09-10 02:03 am
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Applications


APPLICATIONS ARE OPEN!
The next processing date is Friday 11th October

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 two weeks, 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. If you wish to request a specific apartment, please do so in the relevant part of the application. 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.

Every attempt will be made to place a character in their chosen apartments, though this may not always be possible depending on the slots available.

Applications are open constantly, but are only processed every other Friday at 7PM EST. The Saturday following acceptance, an IC mingle log will be posted for characters to be introduced to the game.

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.

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)

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

Applications will be processed on the following dates:
11th October
25th October
8th November
22nd November
6th December
20th December

To apply for a canon character, please fill out this form:


To apply for an original character, please fill out this form:
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Lt Col John Sheppard | Stargate Atlantis | RESERVED | fin

[personal profile] naturallylazy 2012-11-20 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
Sample Entry:
McKay. Teyla. Ronon. Come in, this is Sheppard. I repeat, come in... Oh, for God's sake. They didn't really ditch me again, did they? At least I have you, radio-oh. Not my radio. [A crash is heard, it's from John throwing the given cellphone across the floor so the rest of this sounds very far away and he has no idea you can hear him.]

I'd really like some clothes! [he shouts to the empty doorway, giving the sleeping man in the bed next to him a dirty look.] Or at least, a powerbar...

This looks way too advanced for the Genii... no Wraith tech, nothing Ancienty. This looks like Earth. [Something about that seems to bother him.] And please don't tell me I'm doing that in-my-head thing again because this doesn't even look familiar so that wouldn't even make sense. Alright, John. Think about this. Start over... from the beginning.

[He's pacing, the padding of his bare feet against cool tile being picked up vaguely every time he walks past the fallen phone.] You were on M3—the planet with the monkeys. And then... let's skip that part, you're here now, and you'll get back to Atlantis if you can just. Think.

[But there was nothing between the flying monkey planet and waking up here.] I must've been stunned, and drugged... all my stuff is gone. But who would do this? Alright--

[A scraping sound as he picks up the phone begrudgingly,] I don't have time for this. Who are you and what do you want?

Sample Entry Two:
John knew only two things about this reality: he was going to blame his being here on one Dr. Meredith Rodney McKay, and he was going to escape no matter what the cost. He tried to clear his head of the fog the medication had left over his mind, taking what little cover he could as he worked his way down the corridor, his first mission: clothes. Food was up there on his priority list though, too. Just how the hell long had it been since he'd had a steaming plate of nachos? It was probably just the drugs, but he could eat his weight in that plastic cheese stuff right about now.

He went back to the moment he'd woken up in this place, that all-too-familiar feeling of coming to in an unfamiliar setting. Disorientation didn't even begin to describe what it felt like, and even while terror clutched his chest he'd known he couldn't stay in that room any longer—even if he wasn't any closer to answers wandering around alone in this hospital. Which was creepy enough without reminding himself of it. John made a face, his cheeks felt prickly and he couldn't stop thinking about jell-o, and those flying monkey things on the planet he'd visited a few hours before.

Was he meant to believe Atlantis had been some sort of dream? That the best five years of his life, even if they had been the weirdest, had up and vanished in the blink of an eye?

“I'm not buying it, that's just too convenient.” He shook his head; he had to keep moving. If he was discovered who knew what sort of horrible experimentation might commence. What if they had already implanted something in his consciousness? It was especially eerie considering what was waiting for him back in the City. His City. “I sound like Rodney.”

John had to laugh at himself, sliding down the wall as his head lulled back, exhaustion overtaking every inch of him. Maybe a nap wouldn't hurt, just a short one, to get his strength back...
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Re: -> ACCEPTED

[personal profile] naturallylazy 2012-11-21 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Ack sorry about that!