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

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 ✧
inkpot: (bring it to the table)

[3/3]

[personal profile] inkpot 2013-07-21 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
First Person:

[ The first thing to appear on the screen is black. That's it. But the audio is clear as day--an animal sniffing at the watch. The nose pulls away from the camera, giving way to white fur and a gold colored eye (red markings around it, should the viewer be able to identify spiritual beings). Amaterasu peers intently into the camera, letting out a soft whuff before whining.

She paws at the pocketwatch, uncertain as to what it is, exactly, but she has an idea what it's for. Vaguely. It looks like one of Waka's pieces of technology, actually!

The city's network is treated to her tongue suddenly swiping across the camera, followed by another whine. She's not about to fully reveal herself yet, but she is going to see if perhaps there are others who know her here.
]



Third Person:

Ears swiveling slowly, taking in all of the sounds around her, Amaterasu moved cautiously across the strange platform she'd found herself on. The train itself had been a particularly confusing endeavor, as she had never seen one before. Its doors were strange, almost like the ones she had encountered in the aristocratic quarters in Seian City, but still they opened for her. She watched it pull away from the station, marveling silently after it as she wondered if it was at all like the Ark.

She hoped not.

She carried on, ears erect and alert now as she moved. Was this a trick of Yami's? She remembered only darkness, and then discovered herself here with a strange watch--which she carried in her mouth, currently--and the warmth that remained from the prayers of Nippon. Her techniques were with her, yes, but only they and the praise that supported them seemed to be what she had. At least she could be thankful for her reflector, but everything else was simply...

Gone. It was frustrating, and the mere thought caused her ears to pin back and her tail to droop. So suddenly had Amaterasu found herself in this place, she had nearly leapt out in an attempt to attack the lord of darkness, only to find she was no longer on the Ark and he was no where to be found.

Had he won? What had become of Waka, who had protected her so bravely? Issun, leading those they had encountered in prayer? She could no longer hear his high-pitched voice, insulting and praising her as it was known to do all at once.

She would find them, whether it be in this strange place or outside of it. If that meant escaping, then so be it. She had done it many times before, and from much stranger locations. This odd... city would not stop her.