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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.
[CANON] Vanellope Von Schweetz || Wreck-It Ralph || Reserved || 3/3
[When she takes the first few steps from the train, Vanellope is confused. The moment before she’d been racing out of the glitch of a home she’d made for herself with a medal in hands and the next she’d been stuck on a silent, creepy mess of a train. So finding herself on the empty, desolate train station platform was really not something she’d had planned. She had a big race to win after all, there was no time for dilly dallying!
So it’s with a huff and a jump that the young girl finds herself on the ground and wandering the city, cookie-medal in her hands and eyes wide with curiosity despite herself.]
Jeeeez, what a dump! [She laughs fearlessly and skitters forward, partially thrilled to be in a new place despite the important things she’s got to do. Was this how it felt to jump games? Not all that it was cracked out to be really!] Hello? Anybody out there?
[The longer she walks the more intriqued she gets.]
Third Person:
It takes a long while for Vanellope to finally accept that she’s not going home to Sugar Rush any time soon and even then she’s stubborn enough to ignore all the comments and wait at the dusty train station she arrived on, legs swinging as she sat on a bench. But no trains come, no new passengers drop off and Vanellope has never been quite the patient sort. So she fiddles with the shining surface of the watch that had appeared in the pocket of her hoodie with her, presses buttons and peers into the feed.
“Why’s this game’s train so weird? Does this happen to ya all the time???” She opens her mouth to jabber some more but she’s interrupted by the screech of tires on metal and glances over, eyes wide in perfect shock. There’s a pause, enough time for the new confused occupant to get up and stumble towards the doors of the train--
--and she’s off, watch falling to the floor in a shudder of metal on stone as Vanellope’s short legs carry her towards the train.
“Wait--!” It’s a gasp, breath white in the chill of the air. “Wait for me!”
But she’s too late, hands scrambling at moving sides as the train peels away from the station with only a confused new arrival and Vanellope. Her shoulders slump, head ducking, but though she’s not patient, Vanellope is stubborn. So she takes a deep breath, trudges over to where she sat before and grabs her watch from where it’d fallen. There’s a smile on her face, almost too bright, as she polishes dust from metal, “Oops.”
And she shuts the feed before her failure catches up with her again.
REVISION REQUESTED
At this time we are requesting a revision before we consider your application for acceptance. Specifically, we would like you to please examine and revise your Third-Person writing sample, as it does not match with the game's specifications. Third-Person samples are to be composed of past-tense writing.
Please feel free to submit your revision at your convenience, and we will be happy to look it over as soon as it comes in.
We look forward to hearing back from you!
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Third Person:
It'd taken a long while for Vanellope to finally accept that she wasn't going home to Sugar Rush any time soon and even then she was stubborn enough to ignore all the comments and wait at the dusty train station she arrived on, legs swinging as she sat down easy on a bench. But no trains come, no new passengers drop off and Vanellope has never been quite the patient sort. So she fiddled with the shining surface of the watch that had appeared in the pocket of her hoodie with her, pressed buttons and peered into the feed.
“Why’s this game’s train so weird? Does this happen to ya all the time???” Her mouth opened to jabber some more, paused as she was interrupted by the screech of tires on metal and glanced over, eyes wide in perfect shock. There was a pause, enough time for the new confused occupant to get up and stumble towards the doors of the train--
--and she was off. Her watch tumbled to the floor in a shudder of metal on stone as Vanellope’s short legs carried her toward the train.
“Wait--!” It was a stuttered gasp, breath white in the chill of the air. “Wait for me!”
But she was too late, hands scrambling at the sides as the train as it peeled away from the station with only a confused new arrival and Vanellope. Her shoulders slump, head ducking, but though she’s not patient, Vanellope is stubborn. So she took a deep breath, trudged over to where she had sat before and grabbed her watch from where it’d fallen. A smile bloomed on her face, almost too bright, as she polished dust from metal, “Oops.”
The feed shuts off before her failure caught up with her again.
ACCEPTED
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