Staff Search #3

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 10:55:16 GMT -5

Post by Lulu on Dec 30, 2009 10:55:16 GMT -5

Hello all, and welcome to the official thread for our third THGRPG staff search!

We feel that the site is growing considerably, and will hopefully grow even more when we unveil the coming rebellion plot, but there are less and less active staff members to help control the madness. Sadly two of our staff are leaving us, which is why we're holding another search. We'd like to find active, kind members who really love the site and want to make a difference in it to come forward and apply.

Now I know many of our older members have heard what I'm about to say before; perhaps, if you've been here for really long you've heard it twice, but let me just say it again for our newer people.

Being a staff member is not all fun and games. It's work.

Sure, we want you to have fun if you're on the staff, because we all do. The staff is like one small family inside our huge family of roleplayers. You'll have access to our private board, have a pretty colored name, and even have your own 'desk' (sub board) to keep all your files and what-not, as well as for answering members' questions. It's fun to be staff. But on the other hand, it's hard work. You'll have a lot of responsibilities, no matter what position you acquire. You'll have to be active, because we've had to eliminate staff members due to inactivity more than once. You'll have to set a good example, which means being courteous to everyone, no matter how much they might annoy you. And of course, you'll have to perform your duties masterfully, whether it be accepting characters, moderating RP posts, or anything else.

But back to business. Now, for those of you I've not yet scared off, it's time to get down to the specifics.

Just to clarify, Aya will be moved up to Global Moderator, but she'll still have her coding responsibilities. Thundy will be promoted to Moderator, and the Member Relations position will be eliminated. So in this staff search, we'll be looking for one Moderator and one Librarian. Here's a breakdown of both positions.

Librarian- (copied from prior staff search)

Duties:
-Cataloging (i.e. making lists, keeping records, etc.)
-Updating character directory. (The rest of the staff will help with that occasionally, but it will mainly be work for the librarian)
-Accepting characters, a duty all staff members now have.
Qualities:
-Organized. This is a must. We want to be able to count on a librarian to keep everything in order.
-Good with lists.
-Consistency, because the librarian will have to update the Character Directory on a regular basis.
-Activity, because again, updating character directory must be done regularly.
I'd also like if the person knew very basic JavaScript and had some minimal HTML skill, that way there's less explaining for me to do later. If not, it's not a big deal, though. -Aya

Moderator-

Duties:
-Moderating RP posts (this includes watching out for powerplaying, double posting, god modding, and any other RP rule violations)
-Moderating regular posts (make sure everyone's following the forum rules)
-Accepting characters.
-Anything else I assign them to do. This could be anything from posting announcements to running certain parts of the plot, so be prepared.
Qualities:
-Activity. This is a must.
-Patience and tolerance of all members.
-A strong knowledge of RPing and site rules.
-Some sense of authority, because you'll most likely have to deal with rule breaking members.
-RP skill.

Hopefully you all understood that, if not, don't hesitate to speak up. Now here's what you need to apply.

Application form:

[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Preferred Nickname:[/b] (what do you like us to call you?) 
[b]Age:[/b] (Age will not really be an important factor when we look over your application, but it is good for us to know)
[b]Preferred Position:[/b] (If any)
[b]Previous experience:[/b](Have you ever been on the staff of a site before?)
[b]Why should we choose you?[/b]

[b]Roleplay Sample:[/b] (This is an important one, since this site is an RPG)

[b]Other:[/b]

Please post all applications in this thread.

And that's basically it. You are all encouraged to apply, even if you're unsure of yourself. Might as well give it a shot, eh?

Any questions, comments, or concerns, please feel free to PM, email, or contact me in any other way that works for you. I'm happy to help.

Thank you all! We hope to see your applications, and best of luck!

--Rue/Lulu and the Staff.

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 11:11:47 GMT -5

Post by Prenten on Dec 30, 2009 11:11:47 GMT -5

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Username: Prenten33
Preferred Nickname: Prent
Age: 14
Preferred Position: I don't have a preferred position really. I haven't worked with Javascript before but I have been an Officer on other Online RPG games.

Previous experience:Not a site but I was a Guildmaster on the RPG World of Warcraft. I handled member relations, dealt with discrepancy's and troublesome players.

Why should we choose you? I know how to deal with people. AkA I'm a people person. I am organized and I am very active. I have many RP's going and I have good knowledge of THG lore and the website's rules. I have experience with people. And I'm a good nature kid.

Roleplay Sample:
Reaver could hear the heaving breathing. His ears had picked up to the noise a quarter mile into the forest. it was most definitely a muttation. When you hear something bark like a dog and growl like a cat at the same time.....Well let's just say, that's not normal. Reaver had stopped moving completely. He had to warn Ally and Fang. He didn't know how. And he didn't have his trusty axe to fight the thing either. He knew only one way. He would have to run for it. He sighed
"Here... we....go..." He muttered slowly. He sprinted back toward Fang and Ally. He heard the bark of a dog and battle howl of a tiger.
"Oh yeah... I'm boned." He snarled.
"ALLY!! FANG!! RUN THE OTHER WAY! MUTTTTTTTTTT!!!!" He screamed. He could hear the thing bounding after him. He had almost reached the two when he heard the rip of cloth and felt the burn of his skin opening. He almost blacked out immediately. But he fought off the encroaching darkness.
"Poison." He cried. He began to feel woozy. Bright colors flashed across his eyes. He closed them and reopened then and was staring into the face of a black and white....tiger-dog. He began to laugh.
"Do your worst scum-ball!" He cackled. He began to punch the thing in the nose. He could hear Fang's and Ally's feet running. But where were they going? Toward him? No...No! He couldn't let them suffer too.
" Run...Get....away. I'm..done. Get...away....No more...deaths on my mind..but my own..." He croaked. He could feel the poison dripping down his throat. The feet didn't move anymore. They weren't leaving? Or was this a side effect of the horrible poison ripping at his mind?
"GET AWAY!" He screamed. He was going to die. The three words echoed in his mind.
"Going to die Going to die Going to die Going to die Going to die" Were the last words he heard before he lost consciousness. (This is an important one, since this site is an RPG)

Other: Thanks for considering me!

Last Edit: Dec 30, 2009 14:57:58 GMT -5 by Deleted

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 11:17:15 GMT -5

Post by A Toa's Friend (atoafriend) on Dec 30, 2009 11:17:15 GMT -5

Username: atoafriend
Preferred Nickname: I dunno, I guess "atoa" works fine.
Age: 14.5
Preferred Position: Librarian, but I'll be a Mod as well if that's what you need.
Previous experience: I've just started running my own ProBoards right now and I participate regularily in other RPs. I also have a little basic knowledge on HTML, but if won't take me long to learn some more complicated stuff.
Why should we choose you? Despite my busy high school schedule I've found time to be online more often, so I'll be able to come here more often to perform regular updates. I learn quickly and I'm pretty OCD about keeping things orderly. I've been part of THGRPG to have a good idea of protocols and I can help out new members if the rest of the staff is unavalable. Also, joining THGRPG staff will help be become a better manager of my own site. It will be a good experience for me. I'm also a pretty geeky person, so the techy stuff shouldn't be too difficult for me to learn.

Roleplay Sample: There I am, lying on the ground, and the first thing someone says is that I plotted this. Ugh, I love my life. So, what now? Do I fight back with my own mouth or do I handle it calmly? Well lucky me, instinct kicks in so I bite back.
"Well, SORRY, but not everyone is psychic and knows who's blind and who's not." I get up and see that some part of my bike cut her leg. Ouch, that's gotta leave a mark, I thought. Then rationality kicks in. "No, really, I'm sorry. I was going too fast anyways." Well, offer the girl some help! I reminded myself. "Here, let me help."

Other: Nothing much, I guess all the above pretty much covers everything. Thanks for the oppertunity!

Last Edit: Dec 30, 2009 12:35:49 GMT -5 by A Toa's Friend (atoafriend)

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 11:55:11 GMT -5

Post by bacon on Dec 30, 2009 11:55:11 GMT -5

Username: Bacon
Preferred Nickname: Bacon or CTaps (Don't ask)
Age: 15
Preferred Position: Moderator, but open to either.
Previous Experience: None
Why we should choose you?: I don't know, I just decided to put my name out there.
Roleplay Sample: Kresh

She says "oh". Of course it's beautiful. I can barely hear her when she says "It's beautiful." "Kresh, it's beautiful" I had the feeling she'd love it about as much as I did. It's amazing how it looks seeing her underwater, the fish not paying attention since I'm the only one who ever comes here and aren't used to having to avoid people trying to catch them and eat them. She looks up at me from the water and asks "How did you find it"

"I found it a few years ago, when I was ten." "No one was willing to let me fish at the public places since it was so crowded." "So I had this funny idea, that I'd find my own place, way better than any of the huge, overfished lakes, it took me a few weeks of searching for a place I liked, but I eventually found this." "When I first found it though I had to have some exterminators come out, because there was a tracker jacker nest over in the willows." "I got stung once and had to be in bed for a couple of days, but I got better and could come back here." "The district let me keep coming here, saying it was public land, but they didn't tell anyone about it, so no one else comes here, other than the occasional peacekeeper to make sure there's nothing illegal going on away from the public eye." "I've been coming here ever since."
Other: Thanks for considering me for this position.

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 12:26:54 GMT -5

Post by inFamousL on Dec 30, 2009 12:26:54 GMT -5

Username: ianlane
Preferred Nickname: Checkmate
Age: 14
Preferred Position: Moderator please? I will do either.
Previous experience: Yes, I'm an admin on my own site.
Why should we choose you? Because I always fallow the rules and hate it when people break them...... Also, I'm just on most of the day every day.

Roleplay Sample: Lawliet:

L was walking in the woods. He liked to come here. Even though it was against the law and Watari would probably give him a lecture, he didn't care. He was just happy to get away. L took out a lolly pop and sucked on it for some time. It tasted of cherry. It was pretty hard too. He started to crunch and the juice inside filled his mouth.

"Hm.... juicy," said L. He put away the stick and took out a chocolate candy bar. He opened it up and then, he bit into it. No nuts, milked chocolate. It was very sweet and tasty. He continued to eat. There was a mist approaching..... L just walked into it, as if not caring. The mist engulfed him. He couldn't see a foot away from him. He looked at his hand and he could see it.

L continued to eat his chocolate bar. Somebody had bumped into him at the moment he ate. He fell down on his back and grunted.

"Who is that?" yelled out L...
Other: Sorry it was so bad....

Last Edit: Dec 31, 2009 9:22:33 GMT -5 by inFamousL

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 12:50:48 GMT -5

Post by sonofshadows on Dec 30, 2009 12:50:48 GMT -5

Username: sonofshadows

Preferred Nickname: SoS will do.

Age: 16

Preferred Position: Moderator

Previous experience: Admin on Dungeons and Dragonites, though the forum is sadly dead at the moment... Active in Serebii.net RPG forums, also.

Why should we choose you? I'm a stickler for rules, and notoriously tough on those who break them. I now have two years' experience in the field of internet roleplaying, and I like to think I'm getting pretty good at it. I usually manage to get online at least once a day, despite school, however, as I am from the UK, there is rarely anyone on at the same time as me. And, of course, I'm a huge THG fanboy, and unashamed of it!

Roleplay Sample: (from an old Serebii.net RPG. Hope it's still ok)

"Thank you!" he replied with a grin. Of course, they were in major trouble. Venonat was frozen, and at Persian's mercy, and Purugly was closing in for the kill on Lickitung. It was up to him now. A plan began to formulate. Probably not the best in the world, but it could probably take out Purugly in one shot, as she was already weakened. "Relax, Lickitung, and wait." Lickitung turned his head to his master, bewildered, but a single nod from George, and he did as instructed. Now why can't Gem be like that... Blindly loyal, without having a clue as to what I'm up to... And where in the blue hell is that music coming from?! He too was hearing Leaf Green's battle music. Purugly's claws extended, ready to Slash as she rushed at Lickitung. Just as said claws were about to rip Lickitung in half, he acted. "Sludge Bomb!"

The toxic sludge erupted out of Lickitung's mouth, and exploded onto his foe with tremendous force, creating a cloud of toxic smoke. George had never been so grateful for AC and ventilation. She was blown back towards the wall, but Eunice had the sense to recall her before she thwacked into it. One down, one to go. However, the attack had not come without its drawbacks. As Lickitung had been so close to Purugly, the explosion had damaged him too, and he was feeling weak.

Meanwhile, Venonat was still frozen, but her icy prison was rapidly being hacked to bits by Persian's Shadow Claw. Something then dawned on Eunice. Ice is simply frozen water. Water conducts electricity. "Persian, Thunderbolt!" At once, Persian's fur stood on end, and she launched a a mighty electrical bolt from her tail. Venonat's prison was suddenly a torture chamber. Gray was horrified by what was happening to his dear friend. However, despite his injuries, Lickitung was rushing in towards his battle partner. He was battered and bruised, and had more than a few scratches, even a few burns, but still charged in. George had never been more proud, or felt more affection... Until he tripped, and began to roll... over and over... George facepalmed. Idiot! Of all times! However, he had no need to worry. This had been entirely intentional. Lickitung appeared helpless, so Persian was drawn over to finish off the active foe. Instead, she was blasted by an Ice Beam for her trouble. The cat darted back, near her trainer. Lickitung grinned, and curled up into a ball.

"What the-"

And then he rolled towards Venonat. "It's Rollout! My Lickitung learned Rollout!" George was ecstatic. This must mean he was close to evolving.

"That must be why he was tripping and rolling so much earlier." In a single impact, the ice was shattered, and Venonat freed, though not without some injury. She began to emit some kind of cry, and then glowed a brilliant white.

"... This is NOT my day..." murmured Eunice under her breath. Gray's Venonat was growing wings, her body was becoming longer and thinner, and she was becoming a light shade of lilac. In just a few short seconds, she had become a brilliant Venomoth. Gray smiled.

"I'll let you take it from here, partner," said George with a calm smile, and extracted a Full Restore from his pocket, intending to apply it to Lickitung. The blob rushed over to him, eager for the medicine. George patted his head. "Good job, buddy. I've never been so proud of you," he said, hugging him. Lickitung returned the embrace. Somewhere, sappy violin music was playing.

"Alright. Thanks. Venomoth, show that Persian your Gust." Venomoth rose into the air, and beat her wings rapidly, creating a powerful wind. Persian dug her claws into the ground though, and wasn't moving. Eunice ordered another Slash, but Gray countered with Disable, and followed up with Psybeam. Electricity made the air crackle as Persian's Thunderbolt missed due to some deft dodging, and it narrowly avoided George's head. "Venomoth, finish it with one more Psybeam!" The pink and yellow aurora of energy built up in front of her eyes, before zapping at Persian. She attempted to run away, but the mighty Psybeam was tearing up the ground, and it caught her. She yelled as she was recalled into her Pokeball. "Looks like we win."

"Indeed it does. Now get out of here before Lickitung messes up your dress some more, ya psycho."

"I AM NOT CRAZY!!!"

"... Yes, you ARE!" both teenagers cried in unison. They glared at each other briefly, then focussed on Eunice again.

Other: I appreciate the time you've taken to read this application!

Characters:
Joshua Colquhoun/Male/17/District 2

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 13:19:04 GMT -5

Post by lalalacey on Dec 30, 2009 13:19:04 GMT -5

Username: LaLaLacey

Preferred Nickname: Lacey is cool(what do you like us to call you?)

Age: 15 (Age will not really be an important factor when we look over your application, but it is good for us to know)

Preferred Position: Librarian. I would love to be a moderator but I am afraid I would end up being a site nazi. (If any)

Previous experience: No (Have you ever been on the staff of a site before?)

Why should we choose you? I am organized and visit the site often. (Borderline obbsessively really) And I absolutely love to make lists. No, Seriously.

Roleplay Sample: Aria crept along the streets of district two. It was supposedly more heavily guarded than other districts (and it's very possible that it was, Aria had never left her home district) because of the treasures it held: Syrums that could make cancer disappear in a month, could turn even the most homely into an object of desire, could take someone from the edge of death and back again if the capitol wanted it to be so. But Aria knew the ins and outs of this town. And as she passed some houses she peeked in a window and saw exactly what she was looking for. Someone who was sleeping. Someone who was young. (This is an important one, since this site is an RPG)

Other:
I don't know any java script and very little html but I can learn anything that someone is willing to spend some time teaching me.

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 14:42:44 GMT -5

Post by Quint on Dec 30, 2009 14:42:44 GMT -5

Username: quint
Preferred Nickname: Quint
Age: 13
Preferred Position: Moderator would be just fine
Previous experience: Yes, I'm the current Deputy Admin of Aya's site (Half Blood Haven)
Why should we choose you? Well, last time I said this, I had practically tried to drown you in overly obnoxious smilies, but I guess I'll mix things up a little. But I do believe I'm a people person and that I do enforce rules well, and at the same time applying them without complaints. I tend to be active and on every day, unless it's a holiday or something, but other than that. I'm quite active. Over the long time that I've been a member since March, I am extremely familiar with roleplaying and the rules behind it. Along with the site rules, I'm diligent, if I say so myself, and I usually do things by the time they're due.
Roleplay Sample:

"Is it any of your business?" she remarks. Her tone is strong, but I can hear the fear in her voice. The stranger, apparently, does not intimidate me. Sure, he’s mysterious, but if murdering anybody has taught me anything, it’s to not show fear, let alone live your life being strangled by it.

“You’re one to talk,” I rebuttal; making sure to emphasize his visit as well. If he reports us and we get captured, we’re bringing him down with us. “Do your best and we’ll see who’s laying the floor with an arrow lodged in their brain,” I warn, taking careful aim at his head. Would he attack? But then why am I hesitating to shoot him down now. I could easily take his life. Or could I?

We’d find out soon enough. I take a step forward and make sure I have my distance between him and Myla. He could’ve been a potential enemy, but he didn’t look much older than me. Around Caden’s age possibly. But Caden was at both a physical and mobile disadvantage. One should be guaranteed death when they have most of their body parts blown off and as well as their face, but I don’t know, that’s just me.

I shift my elbow towards me for a second; trying to feel and make sure my knife was still tucked in his hidden sheath. My movement is almost invisible since I’m hidden by my bow, but through the string I make some eye contact. I examine him, trying to scan over for weapons of any kind. I don’t find any, or at least any that I can see. And everything is normal until---

His nails.

They’re as sharp as my arrowheads. And while examining his brief smile, I see his teeth, sharpened and chiseled until they were spiky enough to tear through meat. Human meat. There was no way someone could have that done in any district. He was from the Capitol. Surely enough. But where was his Peacekeeper uniform. Usually all officials wore uniforms to signify them away from the wanderers; who were often hunted. He obviously wasn’t an Avox, but if not who?

The sun is setting, the light draws down, and the day is skinned down into a lightless slumber. We had to make a decision soon. If not, who knows what he was plotting in his mind. An attack? Or an offering? Perhaps another Capitolite wanderer. We’ve had one who joined the Uprising. Brie Dreamer. Though, come to think of it, I hadn’t seen her around. It was pretty hard to keep track since the Uprising was growing

I brush off the thought, taking note to review it later. I had other things to worry about this time. Such as debating whether to kill this questioning and freakish Capitolite or befriending him and making him an ally.

But it’s too late to make the decision because I watch as my arrow is sent flying, towards the Capitolite and his damned heart.

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Other: Thank you for the chance. Good luck to everyone else too.

Last Edit: Dec 30, 2009 14:47:31 GMT -5 by Quint

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 15:25:06 GMT -5

Post by photo of the booth on Dec 30, 2009 15:25:06 GMT -5

Username: photobooth
Preferred Nickname: Photo is fine
Age: 17
Preferred Position: Moderator. I'd love to be the Librarian, but I'm a failure with HTML and I've only just heard of Java Script today, so I figure it'd be best to choose someone with at least a basic understanding of the two.
Previous experience: No. I mean, Breeze made me co-admin for her site, but we haven't really done anything with it yet, so I don't count it as experience at all.
Why should we choose you? Well, I'm good with beginners, being that I called myself one four months ago. And I'm here at least every other day, though more often it's multiple times every day, except for when things prevent me from getting online, like when I was away for a week and had no internet, or this week, when I've been helping my mom with my little sister, who broke her leg. Also, I know the rules pretty well, and when I'm uncertain of something, I go back and check.

Roleplay Sample:

^{Ella was.... Slumming, for lack of a better word. It might not have been the best way to go about her plan, but it was really the only thing she could do. How else could she explain her obvious capitol looks? So she'd gotten herself all dressed up, cleaned her hair and brushed out the knots for the first time in a while, freshened her breath, and put on the pompous, self-important smile of a Capitol brat come to see just how lucky she was to be born where she was.

She wore a backless top that merely laced up across her back, showing off the blue swirls that decorated the skin of her back and shoulders. Her hair was curled to perfection and floated and swished behind her. Her bangs were strategically placed to bring attention to her eyes, framed in black liner for the first time since she'd run away from home. The rest of her face was free of make-up, showing off it's own natural pale perfection. She hated it. It was the symbol of a place she despised, the reason the organization she'd betrayed mistrusted her. And she hadn't betrayed them until they'd given her reason too. That was what was so laughably wrong about it. They had made her do the very thing they expected of her.

Still, if Ella didn't dress herself up this way, if she didn't stand out, she'd stand out even more. A dirty, ragged capitolite girl who was still a few years shy of adulthood by capitol standards roaming the streets of District 2? It would look to suspicious. Oh, the peacekeepers would never believe she was that way because she wanted to be. No, they'd think the worst, and Ella would lose and chance to find her medic.

And that was what she was here for, to find a medic. As far as she knew, the Anti's didn't have one yet. Perhaps they didn't really have a use for one yet, but they would eventually, wouldn't they? And if she were to find one? Well... It certainly would do more good than harm for her reputation in the group. She had a fairly high position for someone her age, and she felt she needed to prove herself, one way or another. If it meant she'd have to fight, she would, but for now she was going to aide the group as much as she aided herself. She looked even better that way, anyway.

It may have been better to find a medic in the forest, or even in the capitol. She knew she couldn't be the only capitolite who hated their home. But she didn't want to go back there. Not yet. She could. Eventually she could. Ella hadn't outright run away. No, she'd disappeared from a train. Coming up with a believable excuse that would smooth everything over. But it would be the only time. She was saving it. Once she went back, if she were to leave again it would be over. She couldn't go back a second time.

She knew it would be difficult to find a medic in District Two. First of all, District Two was a career district, she knew as much. But in the end, that would help her, wouldn't it? Anyone who showed her hatred, disgust, they were people who could be of use to her. They would be the people who hated the Capitol, and who took it out on her. Ella was okay with that. She wanted that. Finding a person who hated the capitol was the easy part of her plan though. Next she had to also find someone who harbored a dislike of the Uprising. And there was her issue. How could she even tell? Her best hope was in finding someone who knew nothing of the Uprising. Or who didn't care what side they joined.

And she had to be secretive about it, too. Is it just me, Ella thought to herself, I did I possibly bite off more than I can chew? Ella sighed and leaned her forehead against the side of a building. "Worst comes to worst," she whispered. "I can always leave on the next train."}
Other: Just a thanks for considering me.

Last Edit: Dec 30, 2009 15:26:16 GMT -5 by photo of the booth

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 16:07:47 GMT -5

Post by sbeeg on Dec 30, 2009 16:07:47 GMT -5

Username: GreenBeads
Preferred Nickname: GeeBee,G B, GreenBean, Bee (whatever)
Age: 15
Preferred Position: I'd like either one, but I do have some HTML experience I'm not so sure with Java though.
Previous experience: Yes, a low ranking one, but still.
Why should we choose you? Because I'm on almost everyday and I'm responsible. (Straight A student

)

Roleplay Sample:
(this is from a Harry Potter site, you had to make up your own potion- I got first place in the contest so I figured this was the best thing to use- sadly there was a word limit)

“Of all the things he could pick for an exam,” Rowena muttered under her breath staring at page 421 in her potions book. She had violently torn through her textbook trying to find something worthy of Slughorn’s exam. There on page 421 was a potion called Pickmeade.
While standing in line for ingredients, Rowena started to read the information for Pickmeade. The old textbook stated that, for as many spider legs that you drop into the potion the equal amount of days the user will go without hunger or thirst.
. Then she read the ingredients.
“Five milliliters of salamander blood, a frog’s eye, a rat’s spleen, a pinch of powdered hawk’s talon, a liter of water and the desired amount of spider legs,” Rowena read to herself quietly, though it was hard with all of the Prince’s scribbles over the words. She decided that three spider’s legs would get her point across and stepped forward in the slow line.
To make sure her potion could reach its full potential, Rowena looked over the Prince’s advice. On the list of ingredients, the hawk’s talon had been crossed out and to the side, said:

Falcon Talon.

After five more minutes it was her turn at the table. Rowena picked up various jars labeled with strange names. She plucked a frog’s eye from a cloudy jar and grabbed a vial of salamander blood. She piled them on top of her open book while grabbing the canister of spiders. She quickly took a spleen from the rat bowl and placed a falcon’s talon on her book. She picked up her book and brought it to her desk, mindful of the unbalanced cargo it carried.
She put the objects down and went back to the large table grabbing a pitcher of water. She put it down on her table carefully and took a seat.
Pulling the book closer Rowena read off the first command.
“Pour one liter of water in cauldron,” As she was saying it Rowena grabbed the pitcher and poured the ordered amount into her cauldron.

2. Cover the Frog’s eye in the salamander blood and let sit for ten minutes.

Rowena rolled the eye in the blood and placed in the corner of her table for later. Finding that she needed to be fruitful during this time she decided to pluck the spiders of their legs.
Dreading this part, Rowena took the spider canister and opened, grateful that the bugs weren’t moving. She pulled it out as far away from her as possible and tore three legs from the small fuzzy body, then dropped the spider back in the can and sealed it. She put them down and checked her watch. She had nine more minutes to go.

3. At the ten-minute mark sprinkle the hawk’s talon powder over the eye.

Rowena snatched the falcon’s talon and proceeded to grind it as well as she could until it was a fine powder with a few clumps here and there. She checked her watch- it has been ten minutes. She took some of the powder that was not clumpy and pinched it between her thumb and forefinger. As she sprinkled it over the frog’s eyes she noticed the powder sparkled gold.

4. Place the eye in the cauldron, it should make the water turn a light green color.

Rowena did as the book told and sure enough green spirals of color seeped over the water until it looked like a liquid forest.

5. Now squeeze the rat’s spleen over the cauldron.

Rowena did so and the color darkened.

6. Stir the potion five times in the same direction and add the spider legs one by one during this process.

The Prince wrote to stir clockwise 7 times. Knowing that the Prince knew what he was talking about she followed his instructions dropping the spider legs in one by one during her stirring. Finally the book told her to let it sit for 2 minutes and then it would be ready to consume.

So Rowena waited and long after her potion was ready Slughorn waddled into the room. Rowena put her hand behind her back crossing her fingers hoping she would pass.

Other: Well if you made it down here I can't be that bad. Thanks for considering me.

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 16:12:13 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Dec 30, 2009 16:12:13 GMT -5

Username: Tori
Preferred Nickname: Tori
Age: 16 in March
Preferred Position: Librarian, but either will do(:
Previous experience:I have be on a staff for proboards before, and I know most of the codes. I'm really good with HTML and CSS codes because I used to have a layout site and stuff(: I like editing pictures and such as well.
Why should we choose you? I get on this site every day and Hunger Games is amazing(: Plus I'm really organized, and nice I suppose.

I can't go one day without making a list, and Post-it notes are my life. I'm really reliable too.(:

Roleplay Sample:
Serenity:

I'm staring out the window when a knock at the door interups my thoughts. Who could that be? Maybe it's Clarisse or Veronica, I didn't go to the lab today and they may have decided to check up on me. I didn't mean to worry them, I just didn't wish to go today. I open the door to find it's both of them, along with a bloody boy they are supporting. I'm shocked and wondering how all of this came to be and how they ended up at my house.

Veronica looks worried, and Clarisse looks sick. Her eyes are red and I can tell she's been crying. "Oh my." I whisper. They are quite a sight. I move aside and let them come in. Rocko follows in behind. I see bloodon his hands and start to peace things together. He doesn't look to good. He's pale, and looks really upset. I can't help but wonder what brought this on. Veronica and Clarisse sit the boy on the couch as I shut the door.

I walk over to assess the damage. His left eye seems to be swollen shut, and his nose appears to be broken. The boy's lip is bleeding, and there's a bitofblood coming from the back of his head as well where he seems to have hit it. Veronica is studyingme intensly, so to enter the question she hasn't asked I reply with,"I can fix him." Relief floods through he face, and she nods. She stands up and goes to talk to Rocko. I block them out as I turn my attention to the boy. I tell Clarisse the things she needs will be in the bathroom, and tell her to make something to ease the pain and stop the swelling and some bandages.

She looks happy to have a distraction and heads to the bathroom. I go to the sink and and wet a the dish towl hanging on the stove, and I fill a bowl with warm water and walk back over to the boy. There is movement to my right, but I don't pay any attention. I wipe the boy's face, and and clean up all he blood. By the time I've finished that, Clarisse has come down with what I've asked. Veronica is now at my right side, and Rocko is sitting in the corner, watching.

I give the boy a spoonful of the medicine and he sighs with relief. I smile, Clarisse always comes through with this stuff. I take some medical tape and bandage his nose, but not before I put it back it place. He shouts, and Veronica and Clarisse cringe. I continue to block them out. His swelling startes to go down and I put the towel on his left eye, and make Veronica get ice for his lips. I finish bandaging the back of his head, and finally sit back and rest. Veronica lays the boy down, and Rocko heads o the bathroom. Clarisse comes and sits next to me, accidently hitting my left side. I let out a little yelp of pain, and she looks at me with worry. Veronica comes over and stands by me, with a look of horror. I feel stupid for reacting like that. Clarisse had hit my side where I well this morning.

Veronica sits down and hugs me, and Clarisse strokes my hair. I smile for having friends like these. We sit like this for awhile, and then Rocko comes back out of the bathroom. He looks like he was crying, but trys to cover it up. He takes a seat next to Veronica but doesn't look at her. The boy on the couch starts to sit up, and we all react.

Other: I hope the RPing isn't too long, it's from my thread:p
Thanks for reading my application!
(:

Last Edit: Dec 30, 2009 16:14:54 GMT -5 by Tori

My characters can be found here. PM me to roleplay.

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 17:00:18 GMT -5

Post by Scarlet on Dec 30, 2009 17:00:18 GMT -5

Username:Scarlet
Preferred Nickname: Just Scarlet
Age: I'm not sure if I want lots of people to know, but I'm between eleven and fifteen...
Preferred Position: I don't care. You can decide
Previous experience:I own a BUNCH of piczo websites, one proboard, and I know how to do some nice html
Why should we choose you?I really don't know except for the fact, that if I like a website that I need to be active on, I'll get on every day.

Roleplay Sample: I pick the rope back up and continue fishing... still catching nothing. The gasp of surprise and moments later the splash makes me turn around and drop the rope again. The boy to my right has fallen, and I would find it funny if it weren't for the fact that the boy can't swim. Or at least it appears he can't.

I strip my jacket off slide slowly into the cold water. I duck below water to gain speed and catch up to the boy. I slide my arm through his and lift him up against my body as I've been trained at the gym. With some effort I begin to paddle back to the dock. Dripping wet, I shove the boy onto solid ground.

I look back at where he fell and swear softly. "Did you have to lose the pole?"

Other:Err, I guess that's it. Not much more to say.

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 18:16:08 GMT -5

Post by punckguy on Dec 30, 2009 18:16:08 GMT -5

Username: Punckguy
Preferred Nickname: Walmart, that’s what my friends call me. However you can call me whatever you want.
Age: I'm 13.
Preferred Position: Moderator
Previous experience: I do not have experience on the computer, but I do keep my house in check. My parents have a strict list of rules we have to follow. So when my relatives come over or my siblings act up I make sure that they stay out of what they are doing.
]Why should we choose you: I think you should choose me because I can be very obedient. I like to listen to what other people think. If they have problems I try to help them as best to my ability. Also I like to learn new things, so whenever you have something to talk about I'll sit down and listen.

Roleplay Sample:(this is coming from my character that I have created. If you would like to know the plot, go to D8 and search for Felio)
As we board the train all I can think to my self is "Why me? Why her? Why anyone?" I stand in the doorway, frozen in time. I shut my eyes because I don't want anyone to see me. Maybe, just maybe when I open them again everything will be back to the way they were. "1.........." I think to myself. "..........2............3" I open my eyes. "NOOOOOOOO" I scream aloud. All I can do at this moment is drop to my knees and bear with. Then all of a sudden the TV comes on and show the recap of what the other reapings where like. They show district one first. The girl gets called first. I can't remember her name because they call the boy and I just can't believe what I hear nor see. A boy, 12 years old walks onto the platform. "Look at your district's tributes this year!" The lady says with so much enthusiasm it makes me want to puke. "Sparkle Stars and....." I cover my ears so I don’t have to hear the boys name because I already know him. He's my long lost brother, Jim.......

Other: I might have his brother's name wrong I kind of forgot it. Sorry!!

Last Edit: Dec 30, 2009 18:18:31 GMT -5 by punckguy

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Staff Search #3 Dec 30, 2009 18:32:53 GMT -5

Post by cinder on Dec 30, 2009 18:32:53 GMT -5

Username: Cinder
Preferred Nickname: Cinder

Age: 14

Preferred Position: Librarian. Ill learn the programs.

Previous experience: Yuss. Just ask Aya, I was a Moderator/Deputy Admin on her Half Blood Haven site and Ive been an Admin on a few of my own little sites as well as a Moderator on several RPing site-clubs that all had over 100 members, at least 20 being active in all 11 clubs.

Why should we choose you?

I'm not one of the original members of this site, but I've been here for six months (longest I've been on a site without killing it. Also this proves that unlike some newer members Im here to stay. I hate when people look down on newbies, but when youre appyling for adminship after like a week on the site its a little ridiculous) When lifie, sole, and aya prodded me into reading the Hunger Games and eventually joining the site I was unsure of how much I liked the idea of it. I fell in love though, and I fell hard. There have been times where I've had to step back and decide If I really wanted to continue on here and there's been other situations too. My computer has gotten glitchy, I've gone on vacation, I've had to focus on school more—to sum it up, I've been inactive a few times, but never more than a week unannounced and I warned y’all any time I could. Ive always come back here though because I love this site and I cant bear to live without reading/RPing an epic day in the life of a Panem citizen. I know the site fairly well and could handle the responsibility of a Librarian/Moderator because that would just add to this sites draw. I would be able to help the administration in the ways y’all will let me if I am chosen for one of the two offices.

I'm a neat freak and hate clutter so adding names to directories or answering frantic PMs would be a top priority for me. In addition to that fact I also have an obsession with word count and would try to give members helpful hints when accepting bios or checking out threads. Quality beats quantity any day but length is important. You cant express love or hate in a one line post. Id like to bring this site up to great standards, support the members and make the admins lives easier. It would be my official duty, eh? Sure there's all that business stuff Id have to do but I can bring more to the plate.

Has anybody ever heard of the Anti-Uprising or the unusual and dangerous Arcadia London? The only reasons I created those two little online children of mine was because I was desperate to keep this site afloat. The Anti’s are good for activity and an exciting plot that involves anybody willing to join the Uprising/Anti-Uprising. Arcadia London is a fascinating Career that would do a great job of entertaining people during a fight if Thundy would just reply to our Arena thread. Speaking of Arcadia, Id just like to tell you all now that If I became an admin I would be fine with her dying—I would try to use my power to make her win, If I had a say in such a thing. Cinderness Autumness is no dishonorable power abuser! That would be something I leave to immature, inappropriate people.

Power is nice and all but its not the main reason why I want to be an admin. I want to impact this site in a great way and a little bit of adminship would go a long way in helping me help everybody else. If y’all want me to, of course. I would take my duties seriously just like I take schoolwork, art, and sports seriously. There would be times where Id have to leave for a few days at a time, but I'm really trying to stay active. Lurking, if not posting, at least once every three days is a good goal for me. I know my limitations and I know my schedule well enough to say that I could be a great Moderator/Librarian who comes on at least, at least, did I mention at least 4 times a week and would give a heads-up any time I had a planned leave (computer still might die on me) Id just really like to be able to help members with stuff and not be a nosy member. Personally if some member tried to give me tips on RPing I wouldn't listen all that much, but If a staff member did I prolly would ^^

All and all I'm not really that sure what to put on here but Id like it to be known I am dedicated to this site and here to stay. I'm sick and tired of beautiful sites dying and Ill make sure this one doesn't die but instead stays fabulously alive.

God, I know this is so unorganized, my pleading to became an admin, but usually I am organized. I guess my point is that no matter how many times I try to list my good qualities and past experience I keep coming back to one simple fact. I ***** love this site and I want to leave a mark when I eventually in many years leave. I want to be a great admin and bring something the plate and make a pretty list of characters as a Librarian and do everything I can to bring this site up to great standards (RP and other -wise) I want to see all the new members grow up and be great RPers and I want to just be somebody who helps on this site. To end this mini-unorganized-essay Id like to say something cheesy: If you choose me as an admin-y person, you wont be disappointed.

(heres an organized list of why I'm your gal)

-Been here long. Know the ropes
-Organized. I have OCD in real life
-Creative. Just say'n...
-Helpful. When I'm not yelling at members Ill be giving tips ^^
-In Love. With the site. Duh
-Common-Sense. I can figure out the necessary programs for Librarian-ism
-And More. Let me show you my stuff, I swear I wont be beat! (like the mattress guy with great deals) as far as dedication goes ^^

This is it people. I'm putting myself out there and telling you all that although there are other great applications from experienced RPers/members like Quint and Atoa I still feel like if given the chance I could do well. I'm fabulously great at prodding and poking admins until they do their duties and I wont leave any member behind. I wont ever forget to do something important I swear Ill bring so much more to this site. We need more member bonding experience RPs and games, we need to shape this site up and make sure our numbers do not dwindle. Im not a one man show, but I could be the little Librarian or Moderator who when asks to jump does and has enough common sense to know how high. Really, I can do this. ^^ Thanks—Cinder out.

Roleplay Sample: Oooooh. I get to ramble on and on about stuff! This is a little adventure of a girl named Shara Andrews taking place 'the day after tomorrow'

The troops had come, and with them they had brought death, destruction and general chaos. Shara Andrews sat behind a trash can, just another teenage orphan, waiting for the sound of breaking glass, screaming women and the rapid fire of a machine gun to subside. New York had once been a city had boasted its chaos, proclaiming that she was the city that never slept as though that were something good. That had all changed five years ago when the foreigners came. It didn't much matter what country they were from because country had seized to exist a year or two after the first attack on the former USA. All the leaders were dead or cowering somewhere on a private, heavily protected island. This was a time that tried mens hearts and souls. Sadly, not many living people were up to the challenge of remaking the world.

A rather loud boom, and the answering screams of pure anguish woke Shara from her bitter train of thoughts. It did not matter why the war had started. Nothing mattered but staying alive and by god that was what she intended to do. Tears are for the weak. Keep your nerve, daughter--you never know when somethings going to bite you in the butt. You never know. Use every asset you have and that includes your, ah, womanly-ness. I'm a dead man, sweety. You stay alive for me, by God Shara you stay alive and make things right. Her father, a former mayor in the old world had uttered those very words before shutting his eyes and left her. Just like her mother, carrying an unborn baby brother, and everybody else in Miss Andrews life had.

It was her mission in life to take back the city. So far the orphan was good at keeping herself alive, and for now that was all she really could do. When she grew up, thats when Shara would start fighting back and gather an army of people like her. Well, maybe a little taller and buffer. An army of shrimpy midgets wouldn't exactly do much now would it? The clack-clack of metallic army boots that had meant trouble was coming your way once again stirred Shara. She cursed aloud, a muttered little dirty-wordy that would have shocked the heck out of her old-life peers. Shara had been a saint back then. She warily glanced down the alley, getting her weapon ready. Shara looked down the right side of the alley, then turned to her left--

--And jumped up faster than a sparkly, oober-fast vampire could have. Breathing heavily and leaning against the opposite wall of her double-sided alley was a stranger. Worse. A foreigner, a troop, an enemy. She held the gun at ready just like her street friends had taught her before they too died. But then the troop looked up and Shara's mouth fell down. She knew this troop. The dark skin framing lighter eyes. The gawkward way he held his gun pointed at her. The two stared each other down and somewhere in the back of her mind Shara knew her world was being blown to pieces.

This was no foreigner, this was Malcolm Epstein--native of New York and former violin tutor to Shara. He opened his mouth to speak and that familiar lovely voice rang clear. If Shara had closed her eyes she could pretend to be a child again, acting like what her teacher told her was boring and obvious while secretly planning their eventual wedding. He had been and always would be her first crush. Almost. Nothing could truly distract her right now, not with her senses on high-alert and her whole mind screaming at her, telling her to do something self-preserving instead of standing there like an idiot.

"Shara? The Andrews girl?" He asked in a slight daze, blinking rapidly. Shara, 'put on,' her ice queen mask, the one her mother had worn at all the fancy galas and events they had attended pre-troop invasion. "Listen girl, its not safe here, you've got to get out of here. If my supervisor notices me talking to even a little girl he'll kill me, Shara."

She blinked her Sapphire eyes at him. "Good." She answered. Her voice was raw from the smoke and ashes along with the fact that she hadn't used it for days, but something about the gruff, rude tone was strong and careless. Shara stared him down. I'm not a little girl any more Mr. Malcolm.

His whole face softened and for a moment he looked ready to drop his gun and raise his hands. Maybe tell Shara that he didn't mean to be a traitor and was actually a rebel spy. Malcolm had never been dumb though and he seemed ready to believe that if given the chance, Shara would blow him to pieces and steal anything on his person. Even she wasn't too sure about that though, their was a nagging voice in the back of her head that told her not to do anything too mean to her childhood friend and instructor. He sighed in annoyance.

"Streets made you tough, didn't they? I'm sorry about that, you know If I could Id make everything right in this world, but the system needed to be taken down. I bet you didn't know about half the things your father was doing while he was in office. Shara, it had to be done..." he trailed off and shook his head. Shara glared.

"Really, you mean it? You'd make everything right? Would you bring my father back, sir--and my mom and my baby brother?" Acid leaked out of her mouth as the teen uttered those words. He looked at her sadly, then at his gun, and once more for good dramatic measure at her. There was something in his eyes that scared Shara. She squinted and noticed her own reflection in those light eyes, or at least she thought it was her. His eyes were dark enough for her to catch glimpses of herself, but still they were Malcolm's light, stunning eyes. He smiled softly at her and a red haze fell over everything. How dare he smile like he once did and like he never would again. How dare he even suggest in that curving of the lips that everything was Kay.

Her eyes glinted widly and finally Shara made up her mind. She pulled the trigger and Malcolm crumbled. She was a good, practiced shot and he had been surprised. The teen looked at his body for many minutes, her eyes filling up. A curtain of sooty, greasy black hair fell in front of her face and she sank to the ground and cried. The world had gone topsy-turvy and there was nothing she could do about it except maybe, possibly, in the future restore real peace.

But will it bring them back, Shara? the dead man asked. You asked me If I would bring your family back, but I cant. You cant.

"Nobody can, but..." This time Shara's very own half-sentence trailed off and she sat their, ripping, hurting sobs tearing her body in half. "I have to try."

Other: Please and thank you? My RPing is rusty? Shall I suck up for a few paragraphs and once more mention how great this site/me/the admins are? ^^

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