Post by uneditedskunk on Feb 25, 2015 23:19:36 GMT
Application form by UneditedSkunk
Age:
17
Country:
Canada ey'
Reason for wanting to join:
I play Minecraft..
Understands border:
Yes but I would like you to explain more
Heard about the server:
minecraft-server-list.com/server/277601/
Been banned before:
Yes
Additional comments:
I was born in New Orleans, Louisiana. It was a Friday. Under the sign of the Taurus. The US president was Bill Clinton (Democratic). The last days of cooler winter weather were being quickly replaced by the typical warm and humid. Being very young I remember little to nothing of living there, receiving only second hand stories to fuel my imagination. I lived in the aforementioned for only one year before moving to the second largest country in the world, Canada.
Winters in Canada last the majority of the year, consisting not so much of snow but of ice, making winter sports obviously quite popular. I received my first snowboarding accident when I was just five years old, a friend and I had been playing with a snowboard on a small hill composed of snow and ice at the end corner of our neighborhood. The objective of the game revolved around climbing to the top of the hill and sliding down on the small red snowboard we had. Everything had been going perfectly, our spirits were uncrushably high and sunlight was reflecting elegantly off the fresh blanket of snow. But as all good things must come to an end so did our small escapade. I had been leaning over to pick up the snowboard when my “friend” decided to jump on the other end of the board. The opposing side of the board popped up like a flash and cracked me square in the forehead! I fell into the snow, blood and tears pouring from my once beautiful face, pain forcing an anguished wail from my lips. My mind was reeling, trying to make sense of what had just happened. I did the only sensible thing any five year old would do in my position and ran straight for home, blood still flowing freely and staining my coat and pants as I ran. By the time I got to the house the cold air had started to clot the blood and slow the bleeding. When I reached the door I had composed myself enough to somewhat discernably cry out for help from my father who was down the stairs in the basement, he obviously thought I wasn’t seriously hurt because every time I would call out for his help he would calmly ask me to come downstairs. After several tries to convince me he gave up his efforts and came to my aid. I still remember the look of horror and shock on his face when his line of sight cleared the last stair and he beheld his now temporarily disfigured son. He very quickly led me over to the kitchen sink and began assisting me in cleaning the blood off my face. When I had gotten the hang of washing he started preparing a clean dressings to apply to my wound, the wound was not serious but I still have a scar to this day.
I've been playing Minecraft since I was barely out of diapers (a.k.a. 14 years old) I play compulsively for 4 hours everyday, although I will probably never play on your server as I have devoted my life to the genocide of mobs, more specifically sheep. (blasted little devils) I'm currently enrolled in a local college less than a mile from where I live (Approximately 2264ft and 11.4inches (but who's counting right?(Parentheses within parentheses within parentheses! parenthenception!)) from my front door to the far left support brick of the clock tower) I'm majoring in computer science, moving my way up the man rope to a job of counter terrorism in the CIA. I have a dream of one day being able to own and wrestle with dolphins on my privately owned island oasis off the coast of Norway. (shout out to any Norwegians out there!)
I've been rambling for a while now so lets get down to brass tactics. Let me show you some of my skilz in Minecraft!
(Pending Photo)
Well it took me a couple hours to write this so I better get on with my life..
Best of luck to me and have a great day!
P.S. Mayonnaise is the best - Don
In reference to the inquiry of being banned: Heck Yes! I make it a goal to continue my genocidal ways of killing all sheep I come in "brief"contact with. They're a disease...
Huh.. I just realized how the poll system works… Sorry about that guys, I just reset it to what it needs to be