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Ruby City Mods ([personal profile] rubycitymods) wrote2012-01-13 01:45 pm
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APPLICATIONS


APPLICATIONS


Applications are processed weekly, every weekend. The cut-off time for the submission of applications is 11:59PST on Saturday.
✗ Before applying, please read the FAQ and Rules pages.
✗ Please submit your application with the journal you plan to use if you have one made already. If not, another journal is fine, but we prefer your intended journal so it makes for an easier time in granting access to the mod journal and the contacts page.
✗ For very long applications, we would ask you to please separate them into various comments so that they will not take up too much of the page.
✗ Please title your application as { [CANON/CANON OC/OC]CHARACTER NAME || Series Title || reserve/no reserve || X of X } in the subect header
IMPORTANT: Our application form was edited on September 07, 2015. Please use the revised form.
✗ If you are looking for an example of what an application should be like, please refer to the application here for an example of a canon character application, and here for an original character application.


✗ Canon Application



✗ Canon OC Application



✗ OC Application



A note for CR AU applications
Ruby City does allow previous game history/CR to be brought over on a case by case basis. If you want to include this in your application please add additional sections for PERSONALITY DEVELOPMENT and PREVIOUS GAME HISTORY beneath the Personality and Background/History sections.

In these additional sections we would like to see a brief outline of your character's previous game history and how it potentially impacted on and altered their canon personality.


✧ N A V I G A T I O N ✧

Earl Cain Hargreaves | Godchild | Reserved

[personal profile] potentpoisons 2013-12-09 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
First Person: (The strikingly beautiful face of a teenage boy appears on the feed. His expression is strained - almost pained. He has strange eyes - a mixture of green and gold - and they are quite expressive. This is a boy who can't hide behind a mask for long.)

Is this what all humans dream about when they are on the verge of death? A train ride and a ruby city? Heaven has long since closed its gates to me, but this place doesn't even qualify as a proper Hell.

Shall I introduce myself, then? (He looks behind him, almost as if he expects to see someone in his wake. But there is no one.) I am - or, rather, was - the Earl of the Hargreaves family. My name is Cain.

("A good name." Alexis's words will stay with him always.)

Since I cannot board the train again, I fear I will need a place of lodging. I am not carrying much in the way of funds on my person. I did not expect my journey to be so...ordinary.

And I suppose it is a lost cause to ask if one named Riff or Riffael has arrived prior to me? (He wonders if Riff was able to go to Heaven.) He is...

(My servant, my friend...)

Important to me.

Third Person: His last thoughts were peaceful. Riff's arms - what was left of them - were wrapped around him as the rubble rained down upon them. There was a sharp impact on his skull - likely fracturing it - and Cain knew no more. When he awoke, he was on a train and there was no sign of his one true companion.

"Riff?" he sat up straighter and looked down the aisle, wondering if his servant was getting them something to eat or drink. Were such things necessary in Hell?

Rising up and grabbing the back of the seat, the young Earl searched one compartment...then another...and then another. There was no sign of Riff.

We did not travel together? A sinking feeling of dread filled him and he sat down heavily. He went elsewhere. Of course he did. It made sense in a way. His servant had been reborn; he had become a good man. Good men didn't go to Hell - they went to Heaven.

A single tear rolled down his cheek and Cain wiped it away in aggravation. These things were out of their hands. He should be happy for Riff.

He should be. Yet he couldn't help but wonder what awaited him. What would he have to face alone?