Planet Minecraft

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I would join, If I had skype.

What would each class do?

SURVIVOR Application
Name: Daniel
Username: heat11234
Age: 14
Skype: nina.aron
Back story: I was just on my way to collage when I saw a man with ripped clothes running fast at me. I realized what he was trying to do moments before he did it and I had enough time to shove my book-bag in his mouth and pinned him to the floor. While he was struggling to get up I examined him and only needed 3 seconds to figure it out. By then I took a rock and before I knew what I was doing smashed his head in to the pavement. After the fifth or tenth blow I realized what I did. I just killed someone, sure he was already dead to begin with but I just ran on a instinct I never knew I had and killed a threat to my well-being. After that I ran home grabbed as many supplies and weapons as I could and left them in a book-bag and a shachel. My family was on the other side of the planet and my girlfriend was in Brazil on vacation but I trust she is smart enough to know what she has to do. Before long I meet some other people who knew what was happening and teamed up with them. Now we travel together trying to survive and find loved-ones.
Weapon of Choice: Iron axe
Armor of Choice: Iron chest-plate
Class: Scout or Engineer
Special Ability:
Builds:

My Area of Building is Medieval, But I doubt your going for a Medieval Zombie Apocalypse (I would Definatly help Build for that) So Instead, I'll apply for Survivor

Name: Chase
Username: Mezyman
Age: 16
Skype: Mezyman
Back story: (Must be 1 paragraph)
-Running for his life, Dodging the ever impending death sure to come if they catch him, Mezy began leaping over the debris of the world he once knew. He can hear the scream's of agony from Survivor's, who had made it this far, only to be caught by the Tortured Soul's, who had once been Human. As Mezy dodges through the carnaged Village, He hear's a groan coming from his side. In one fluid motion, he grab's his Faithful Bow, And before he can react himself, an arrow is shot forth into the darkness. Mezy hear's the sound of an arrow taking flight, knowing that his Bow has once again saved his life. After 2 Hours of running, he comes across a camp. Most Survivor's left are either Farmer's, Merchant's, Or Tortured Hunter's. As he come's to the camp, he hear's nothing but silence. As he is rummaging through the torn Camp, He come's across a Body of a man, looking to be in his Fourties. Mezy see's a pouch, next to the Man's lifeless hand. As Mezy decide's he will go for the Pouch, He hear's an off distance Howl of pure Hunger. Before Mezy can see where the Howl came from, The man is on his knee's, crawling toward's him. As His bow come's into his Hand, Mezy smashes the Tortured head with his Hunting Knife, Using the Blunt edge to make sure to crush the Head, to Prevent it ever coming back. With Mezy's Bow in his hand's, He feel's the warmth of It's sleek Yew wood. Three arrow's are shot forth, at the incoming Tortured. 2 Drop dead, Arrow's sunk in the forehead of each. The third is still running, And Mezy know's that his Bow can't help him now, He grab's an arrow from his quiver, and stabs the Tortured, Right in the heart. The Tortured falls to the ground, Twitching, from the evil still within. Mezy grab's his hunting knife, and Smashed the Skull in. Mezy know's, that this will not be the last of these encounter's...
Weapon of Choice: (No wood, gold, or diamond) Bow
Armor of Choice: (No Chain, Gold, or Diamond) Leather Chest, Legs, And Boots
Class: (Engineer, Archer, Tank, Medic, Knight, Scout) Archer
Special Ability: (Only for zombies. Speed, Strength, Regeneration, Spit) N/A
Builds: (Builders Only)
Builders only need to fill out Username, Age, Skype, and Builds.

SURVIVOR APPLICATION
Name: Alex
Username: theepickingalex
Age: 13
Skype: tehepicgamer720
Back story: Alex...as i hear my father say as i aim down at the wooden dummie. boom and the head comes off. you've done me well son... then i remember the time when this shit happens...i wake up and no ones in the house. i wondered around the house looking for some one until i find my father. only rotten and undead. jeez you should have seen my face, white as a ghost. But then he started chasing me. i quickly ran in the basement to get my fathers hunting equipment. as i look at that bow. past by century's of family generations. The Flames we like to call it. it was hard i tell you. pointing at your own man. with the weapon he hunted with. pointing right at his head.
and boom. turns to ashes.
Weapon of Choice: Bow and arrows (with Flame 1)
Armor of Choice: leather armor with iron helmet.
Class: Name: archer

BUILDER/ZOMBIE/ZOmbie leader)

Name: Ronald
Username: ronald245
Age: 16
Skype: ronaldeter
Back story: (Must be 1 paragraph)
Back in the good days, back when all was normal... i used to be a blacksmith. not an ordinary blacksmith though, in my forge you could find the best weapons and armor in the whole country, that was before they came. people started getting ill, we started arming every citizen. the fallen ones were carried outside of the city walls so that the rest would be safe

more and more kept falling
as i stood upon the gate, a horde of zombies stormed in , rushing for us, i had to watch as soldier after soldier fell,... i ran, i just ran to my forge , where everything was okay. everything was peacefull. i suited up in my best armor and locked myself inside of the storage room, knowing that one day i had to come out

(from here the story can take two twists)

(zombie)

I was sick of just sitting there feeling sorry for myself, i had to get up... id fight the monsters one by one, food supplies were dwindling, i opened the door and hacked and slashed through the mob of zombies, suddenly ,i feel a sharp pain in my right shoulder, i ran off into the woods, into an old cavern, only to feel myself changing, to change.

(head zombie - continues after zombie)

when i woke up, i felt a hunger inside of me. a burning sense of pain
i stood up. and looked at my surroundings, the small cave i found shelter in wasnt big, but it was something, i washed my face in the small puddle, it was... greenish, a pale tint of green, i felt a tingling in my hands, the blaze rod that i was holding in a desperate measure to protect myself had somehow vanished, upon closer inspection of my arm i saw them embedded under my skins...
tension dropped from my shoulders and i pointed at the meat i managed to snatch ou t of my storage room,
fire...
i ran away, everything around me in flames
i was shocked with awe, as i suddenly became aware that i was the source of the fire
, i tried fighting it, and after a split second the fire was gone...

i hadnt gone unnoticed,
as soon as i managed to control the fire a gang of zombies approached me. in my weakened state... i collapsed

- everything turns black-

i was sure that was the end of me, of what i knew what was me... the zombies they somehow didnt harm me, they fed me apples, and flesh. untill i was strong enough.

the hunger... it burned within me,

as soon as i walked away the zombies disappeared...
grimdale, thats where i would go,

- 3 days later -

finally i had arrived,, grimdale... i never got the name , but now. i do
corpses were hanging from the gallows, sorcerers, blamed for the zombie invasion
i walked trough the open gate, to find a young boy, lying in the grass.

without hesitation i scooped the boy up, and tore his limbs off, i drank his blood, his life essence , and my hunger was stilled.

i continued my search for survivors,

the hunger - it burns
(survivor)

i waited and waited, only keeping myself sane by writing my feelings down on the walls. suddenly , a familliar voice screamed for help. i rushed outside and knocked the zombies back assaulting (name), i had to save him. after the zombies were dealth with i asked for his name...


i had to join the resistance.

Weapon of Choice: (No wood, gold, or diamond)
Armor of Choice: (No Chain, Gold, or Diamond)
Class: (Engineer, Archer, Tank, Medic, Knight, Scout)
Special Ability: (Only for zombies. Speed, Strength, Regeneration, Spit)
Builds: (Builders Only)
Builders only need to fill out Username, Age, Skype, and Builds.

quik note, that is a internal IP adress, to join you from the outside we need your ip (check whatismyip.com)

you will probably have to portforward too... cant connect via MC

I'm restarting the series! Hurray! The server IP is 192.168.1.115:61755
I'm removing some roles so we don't have over 50 people. The following roles are:

Builder 1:
Builder 2:
Builder 3:
Builder 4:
Builder 5:

Zombie 1:
Zombie 2:
Zombie 3:
Zombie 4:
Zombie 5:
Zombie 6:
Zombie 7:
Zombie 8:
Zombie 9:
Zombie 10:

Zombie Leader:

Survivor 1: AJMaster122: Skype: AJMaster122
Survivor 2: iBananao
Survivor 3:arubberchicken99
Survivor 4:
Survivor 5:

Civillian 1:
Civillian 2:
Civillian 3:
Civillian 4:
Civillian 5:
Civillian 6:

Mayor:

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Application:

X APPLICATION (Must be in CAPS, X being the role you want)

Name:
Username:
Age:
Skype:
Back story: (Must be 1 paragraph)
Weapon of Choice: (No wood, gold, or diamond)
Armor of Choice: (No Chain, Gold, or Diamond)
Class: (Engineer, Archer, Tank, Medic, Knight, Scout)
Special Ability: (Only for zombies. Speed, Strength, Regeneration, Spit)
Builds: (Builders Only)
Builders only need to fill out Username, Age, Skype, and Builds.

It should look just like this:

SURVIVOR APPLICATION

Name: AJ Miller-Borja
Username: AJMaster122
Age: 12
Skype: AJMaster122
Backstory: The sword gleamed in the moonlight, as AJ picked it up, he heard growling, he quickly slashed behind him. Blood flew across the stairway. The zombie was dead. AJ began to remember his life before, his friends, family, and everyone he knew and loved, dead. His girlfriend being the only thing he had left, he seeked revenge for those who had made the world turn into hell. Buildings collapsed as the zombies marched quickly towards the survivors. The world of chaos was just getting started...
Weapon of Choice: Gold Sword of Fire Aspect
Armor of Choice: Gold Armor of Justice
Class: Engineer

I hope to see all your wonderful applications! See you guys on set!

quik note, that is a internal IP adress, to join you from the outside we need your ip (check whatismyip.com)

you will probably have to portforward too... cant connect via MC

I use www.whatismyip.com a lot but the IP doesn't work. I'd recommend someone else making the server though

VILLAN APPLICATION

Login: XavierSykora
Full Name: Xavier Zion Sykora Buchanan
Nickname: Phoenix
Appearance: a american(white) male with Bronze armor that resembles a Robot(he had found it on a dead Military General)
Backstory: Xavier was born in the City of Washington DC. He had always been one of the "weird" kids in class. Xavier was a straight A student until he turned 17. The year his mother died. His father had already been dead for 15 years. But now, he had nobody. After that he had become completely obsessed with fire and sharp objects. In later years he had become the #3 Bowman on the east coast. Xavier had also become one of the best swordsman in the world! When he turned 21 his true pyromaniac was released. He got drunk one night at a college party, he got ahold of a blowtorch. 6 hours later he was sentenced to 7 years in a maximum security prison. Once the virus was released, a military squad was based at the prison. The only ones that survived in the end, were the prisoners. Xavier became the lord of a post-apocalyptic gang called BloodRust
Class (Archer, Defense, Medic, Scout): Archer
Weapons of Choice (I will give at beginning of show): Bow & Arrow, Iron Sword, Flint & Steel, TNT.
Armor of Choice (Can't Be Chain, Gold or Diamond): My skin is my armor(I have a skin for me without armor)
Extra (Healing, Strength, Speed): Persuasiveness

Name: Brandon
Username: Dutchie936
Age: 14
Skype: Dutchie936
Weapon of Choice: Wood Sword .-.
Builds: I dont know if you want pictures... Ive built a giant Skyrim themed Town, Many redstone devices XD Currently building a damaged apoc survival map, Ive built airliners aswell as ships and such