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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 ✧

[CANON] Mike Chilton || Motorcity || Reserve || 2 of 2

[personal profile] wiredforaction 2012-11-21 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
First Person:

Alright, let's try it this way. [Mike shows up on the screen, shoulders tense and expression serious. He's not whispering but it's easy to tell he's speaking lower than usual.] Guys? Anyone getting this? The screens aren't really working for me. [He furrows his eyebrows at the watch with some lack of faith.] Not sure if this does what I think it does either, but I thought I'd give it a try anyway.

[He seems to be in some sort of alleyway, leaning against the wall. He peeks around the corner cautiously, then looks at the device again.] Well, I'm not in Motorcity anymore. And obviously this isn't Deluxe, so... Care to fill me in on what happened?

[He looks as if he's about to disconnect the feed but he remembers he hasn't really seen any cars on this place. And that worries him.] Oh yeah, by the way - where's Mutt?


Third Person:

Even before arriving at the station, Mike knew something was wrong. He woke up abruptly as the train ran through the tracks, the sun tickling at his eyelids. His immediate reaction was Deluxe. But after rubbing his eyes for a second, his brain caught up with the situation - the artificial sun on the surface city was never this warm. And if that wasn't enough, a moment of glancing around and he knew he wasn't anywhere close to home.

"What the heck..." he murmured as he sat up straight. One word would come to mind: vintage. But vintage for Mike were 500 horsepower cars, 10GB RAM memories and bullet trains - this was something else entirely. The doors and walls were mostly wooden, the speed was below boring and as he glanced out the window his eyes widened in disbelief.

It was green. And not green like the neon lights at their garage, or like Jacob's almost radioactive plantations. There were trees, bushes, grass - pure nature as far as the eye could see. Of course, as nice as it all looked, Mike was anything but gullible, so he got up instantly, not trusting his sight and attributing it all to an illusion, a hologram, a dream. Yes, this had to be it. So he just had to find a way out. Easy.

But he had barely gotten out of his seat when the train slowed down until it stopped. Not even pausing for balance - or needing to - he ran over to the carriage door and glanced out. He couldn't tell much more than that he was at a really old train station when his feet worked of their own accord and he was stepping out onto the platform, the sun hitting him full-force on the face. He gave himself a moment to look around at where he was. It wasn't like anything he had ever seen before, and nothing like he thought he'd ever see - people were rushing by, all talking loudly, dressed differently and all under a bright blue sky. Of course he could tell this place was old, as in, ancient. So his mind went from illusion to dream and now to time-travelling. Who knows?

But he shouldn't be worrying about these details for now, so while he walked out the train station and towards the city, he pulled up his holoscreens. He had more important things to do right now. Like finding the rest of the Burners. And Mutt.