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Luceti Mods ([personal profile] lucetimods) wrote in [community profile] luceti2011-12-29 07:59 pm
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Applications


PLEASE USE THE NEW APPLICATION POST!

Please be aware that apps are only open from the 1st (12:00 AM Eastern Standard Time) to the 7th (11:59 PM Eastern Standard Time) of any given month. This means that as of 12:01 AM, the 1st, apps are open and that as of 11:59 PM the 7th, they are closed. If you post an application after that time, it will be deleted and ignored. Please pay attention to the application times and the status at the top of this page!

PLEASE READ THE RULES BEFORE APPLYING! Especially the last few, as they establish what characters can or cannot be accepted.

If you want to canon-update your character, you must re-apply for said character with the relevant changes (history, personality, strengths and weaknesses, etc). For re-apps and canon updates, samples must be rewritten; we do not accept recycled samples.

The old application posts can be found on Livejournal, using the Applications tag.


Here's the application. Copy and paste the text box info into a comment and fill it out. You must apply with the following format, otherwise your application will not be accepted.

FANDOM CHARACTERS


Confused? HERE is a quick explanation of how to fill out our fandom applications.


ORIGINAL CHARACTERS


Confused? HERE is a quick explanation of how to fill out our OC applications.

You may link to threads on the [community profile] trainingwings community for your first person samples, as long as the thread in question is no older than three months. The thread or post must still have at least ten lines of dialog from your character to be considered.


HERE is a word-counting tool to check your 3rd person samples.


If a mod does not accept your app right away, please be patient. We all have our own personal and busy lives to attend to, and there might be a period of time when it might take us days to get to the applications. There is also the possibility that we do not know the canon you are applying for, and we need time to study it. So please be patient and we will work as fast as we can to get you an answer. If it has been a week with no word, please feel free to message Akai (guynophobic), Masamune (masamune3x), or Emily (spark memories) on AIM, or email them at their respective email addresses found in the [community profile] luceti profile page.

Note: Applications are not always processed in the order they are received, due to the way they are divvied up between the moderators. If your application has been skipped, do not fret. Another mod will be getting to it soon enough. Additionally, you now have ONE WEEK to complete revision requests and Q&A's. You will be reminded of this deadline three days before it's up. After that week has passed, your application will no longer be considered for the current round. We apologize, but please be patient with us!


A note for applying here on Dreamwidth: Due to the character count limit being higher on DW, it might be tempting to toss the whole thing in one comment and leave it. However, we ask that you split the application up into at least two comments- the first containing your player information and (if you want) basic character info, the rest in another comment (or more, if you wish). This is to avoid having entire applications spanning the page and making it huge.

Splitting them up will make it easier for mods to process the applications. Thank you!


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History, Part 2

[personal profile] worldbuilder 2012-05-06 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
With her all that she had learned in Academy, Syre was now able to assist her parents properly; she would review their formulas and study their notes, providing critique to whatever she thought needed improvement. In addition, she found that she could exchange ideas with her brothers when Alena and Segmand were out – the three of them planned on leaving Aleisan and starting a new chapter of the Alchemist's Guild once Syre had graduated.

Both in her own mind and in the eyes of all that knew her, Syre had grown from a curious child to an accomplished student, earning the praise of countless teachers and the envy of many of the newer students. Despite this, she never boasted, bragged, or otherwise drew attention to herself; she simply taught them the same way she had been taught, prompting others to be as curious as she had been.

The final year of her schooling, when aspiring alchemists usually find the element best suited to their work, held one last pleasant surprise for Syre. Unlike her parents, who had found themselves limited to only earth- and water-based alchemy, Syre found that she could work equally well with all of the elements – which offered her far greater opportunities for her future career. Overjoyed, she wrote to her family about the news, and gave them the date of when she would be graduating.

Her letter went without a response for weeks, months; Syre grew worried. She sent another letter, believing that the first had simply gotten lost on its way to Aleisan.

The date of her graduation came, and there was no response to either letter; Syre walked among her fellow students with a heavy burden on her heart, worry casting its shadow over the smile she wore on her face.

Syre returned to her home, and saw that many of the buildings were being worked on; she assumed that some sort of storm had come through the area. She stopped by her house, looking all over for any sign of her parents, or her siblings; when she found nothing, her heart sank, and her worry grew. Panicked, she wandered the village, tears welling in her eyes as she asked where her family had gone.

A friend of the family, an elderly woman who worked as a seamstress, was the one who finally gave her an answer, leading her to a series of recently dug graves. Among them, she saw four markers that all bore the same family name:

“Atries”.

Her family name.

According to the seamstress, Aleisan had been attacked by a large force that came from across the border. The assault happened late at night; the village guards were caught by surprise. Alena and the rest of Syre's family had tried to help, to fend off the invaders, but were killed in the resulting scuffle.

Syre blanked out the rest of what the older woman had said. There was no use in hearing the rest – she heard what she had needed to hear.

With hatred boiling within her heart, she returned to the house she once called home, packed her belongings, and left the village later that night.