⇁Mod Application

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), Lawful Neutral]

Current Mods

⇁Outsider
Head mod, I made this group. I'm not really strict or anything but I do get a little selective when roleplaying. Big decisions are typically finalized by me but if all the mods override my decision then I'll make a different one. I oversee the biggest changes in the group and typically work on updates and such. Don't take it personally if I'm being blunt, I don't have any malicious intentions.

⇁Maid
Co-head mod. If I'm away she's in charge. She's kinda shy and doesn't like confrontation. She's probably the nicest mod here and she doesn't mean harm. Flirt with her and I'll cut you.

⇁Queen
In charge of general thread management and adding locations (?).
She's really nice and approachable but she wont tolerate anyone belittling anyone else.

1. How active are you?
2. Why do you want to be mod?
3. How html literate are you 1-10?
4. An example of your writing

[KT, Neutral Good]

1. Pretty damn active. I am stuck on my phone right now but getting a laptop within the next couple weeks
2. Because I love you and always want to help you out babe
3. Maybe like an 8?
4. I've rped with you a lot do you still want one? I can get one if you want

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), Lawful Neutral]

nah man dont worry about the example, i'll make you a mod :3

[KT, Neutral Good]

what a babe

[Knotty]

1. How active are you? I tend to be on almost every day. Though this might change in the coming months with moving out and getting a job.
2. Why do you want to be mod? No real particular reason.
3. How html literate are you 1-10? 9, took a class in IT
4. An example of your writing(view spoiler)[
He might have looked thirteen, but in truth, he was much younger. Archon wasn't even a child, technically, the young god was only born two months ago, on the Solstice. Yet here he was, running for his life from the Zealots, loyalists of Deus, seeking to kill him. He cursed the gods as he ran a corner, only to find a dead end. "Γαμώτο (Gamóto)!" cried the Olympian Heir, "Δεν πεθαίνω σε ένα βρώμικο δρομάκι! (Den pethaíno se éna vrómiko dromáki!)" His eyes fell upon the dumpster, it was just high enough. If he could summon just a little bit of divine strength, he could catapult himself on the lower roof across from the Chinese Take Out restaurant. "En! Over here!" cried a New Roman, having spotted Archon's bright red hair as he tried to climb the dumpster. Please, Maka(Mother Gaea), don't let this be the end, he prayed as he leapt with all his strength, finding a surprisingly strong force come from his feet. With an impressive back flip, he gave the bird to the Gracian and New Roman Zealots, "Later, Malákes!" However, he didn't realize just how much energy that small divine feat took out of him, and upon landing, he crumbled to his knees, legs half-numb, sore, and felling like jelly. Unable to walk, he crawled to the farthest corner and with the last bit of power he could muster, shifted his shape into an inconspicuous hawk before falling unconscious in a pigeon's nest. Hopefully, the Zealots wouldn't recognize the son of Metis' sacred animal and kill him in his sleep. Hey, at least it wouldn't be in a dirty alleyway in Brooklyn, but rather, a death with a view. (hide spoiler)]

[[deleted user]]

1. How active are you?

I am fairly active, I suppose. I took a long hiatus for awhile but I am incorporating myself slowly back into writing. Even if I do not reply every day, I am usually on to check in and make friendly conversation and do group things. School has started up and my social life is demanding at times but I always try to make time to stop in by nighttime and check over things.

2. Why do you want to be mod?

Silent Hill is horror -> Horror is my forte -> I can probably come up with some wicked plot ideas to get this group spinning once more people join. I would also love to help keep things active as well and invite a crap ton of people to get this party started. I am very good at handling conflicts between OOC drama that sometimes occurs and overall I just want to be a mod in order to make this group the best it can be!

3. How html literate are you 1-10?

Shit, not very good. Maybe like a 5.

4. An example of your writing
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Not many people ventured in the dark forest; especially during Cylus. Death and heavy fog loomed around the area which acted almost like a natural protectant for whoever rested inside. Beneficial due to the lack of bandits during the arcs but presenting more troubles too. Large prey generally ventured away from the dense area which left Storm to hunt outside her territory more often during Cylus. It had been a struggle altogether; the Naerikk not being raised solely to fend in the wild like most species. However killing was pleasurable enough to keep her driving forward in hunting during tough conditions. That along with an Ocelot who typically expressed the frustration of hunger with loud mewling; threatening to bring attention to her peaceful home.

The trial ticked away bits by bits while Storm lazed about. A small storage of food remained in her makeshift hut, the amount enough to feed two mouths for a few chilly trials. The brutal winds were lessened by the thick trees but temperatures still cut deep into the skin of anyone. Dressed in only her leather greaves, unkempt fur top, and shoes. If the usual temperature of her body wasn’t low it would be reasonable to say she’d freeze to death during Cylus. Goosebumps did raise along her pale skin though. Attention currently pinned on the small fire that provided minimal heat, Storm held her palms over the open flame. However a soft growling turned Storm’s eyes toward her companion, Osa. Arched spine indicated the feline was distressed along with the baring of sharp incisors and extended claws. At first Storm began thinking it was just another animal, reaching out in an attempt to calm her. “Osa, calm down.”

Typically the soothing voice was enough to calm Osa; the Ocelot taking hardly any time to settle. However within the next few bits, Osa darted out of the manmade hut and disappeared into the thick bushes surrounding the area. Cursing from annoyance the Naerikk departed the warmth of her hut into the chilly air outside. Her body movements were slow and rigid at first, the cold slowing down her joints ever so slightly. That was a problem with being lazy all day; Storm was slow at starting up. Coming from the crouching position used to exit her hut Storm stood up to her full 5’5” height; arms wrapping around her torso to provide warmth. It wasn’t common for Naerikks to see well in the dark but adapting to the environment after a while of living in the clearing helped. Small columns of light snuck through the dense branches, providing enough exposure to see who was in her territory; the distance making them appear shadowy though. Instantly shivers ran up Storm’s spine in response. It had been ages since seeing another person blantly enter her lands. Thoughts of it possibly being a bandit crossed her mind but that assumption didn’t set well in her stomach. Bandits were rare occurrences this far into her twisted forest; especially during the brutal seasons. Besides, one of the two figures looked too short for being a bandit; at least in a stereotypical sense.

Not moving forward yet to greet the intruders, Storm remained silent. The distance strained her eyes but it was normal to make some assumptions now taken a few bits passed. The blobbed shadows moved around in a circle that amused Storm. It was safe for her to think that these two were new altogether to the forest area; unable to handle the heightened noises and atmospheric shift without panicking. Granted, Storm would have been the same if she was not one with shadows herself. Nonetheless, Storm had more knowledge of this particular territory if something were to happen.

Deciding it was probably best to break from her silence, Storm stepped forward with caution. “You’ll never catch the maker of such sounds but you’ll certainly make yourself dizzy.” Taking into account these were intruders, Storm spoke with hesitation along with curiosity. These people entered a forest that generally scared away most. Their bravery was credible to say the least. Ensuring that distance remained between the couple, Storm stopped four paces in front of them. Now being in close distance the slender woman immediately looked toward the towering male; a few trills passing until a smile curved her mouth upwards. Arms remaining folded as to not present an immediate threat, hopefully. It wasn’t like she wanted to fight anything so...appealing. Opening her mouth once more in a small flirtatious attempt while naturally tilting her head as well, gazing at the male; “Shadows putting you on edge, handsome? They rarely bite anyways.”

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[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), Lawful Neutral]

I'll make you a mod once I get home from school tomorrow. Do you know your alignment?

[[deleted user]]

Like that whole chaotic and neutral kinda deal? Tbh probably Chaotic Evil if that is the case. (view spoiler)[ It's late but I think that is a thing so yeah xD (hide spoiler)]

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), Lawful Neutral]

cool beans

[The Outsider (Whales or Whatever), Lawful Neutral]

you're mod yo

[[deleted user]]

Awesome! I am actually packing for a trip to Chicago for two days so I'll be a bit slow getting on tonight.