#sample application

[graminbatmya]

ग्रामपंचायत माहिती अधिकार: तुमचा गावाचा कारभार पारदर्शक करण्याचे शक्तिशाली शस्त्र

Gram Panchayat Right to Information: ग्रामपंचायत माहिती अधिकार कसा वापरावा? महाराष्ट्रात ग्रामसेवक PIO असतो. RTI अर्ज ऑफलाइन/ऑनलाइन कसा करावा, नमुना अर्ज, विकास कामे, निधी, ऑडिट, योजना माहिती मागणे, अपील प्रक्रिया आणि २०२६ च्या e-Gram Panchayat अपडेट्स. गावातील भ्रष्टाचार रोखण्यासाठी सोप्या टिप्स. नमस्कार मित्रांनो, तुम्ही गावात राहता आणि सरपंच-ग्रामसेवक यांच्याकडे वारंवार जाता – रस्त्याचे काम…

ग्रामपंचायत माहिती अधिकार: तुमचा गावाचा कारभार पारदर्शक करण्याचे शक्तिशाली शस्त्र

[dishtothedeath]

DTTD Sample Application

Our wonderful mod Audge has written up a sample application for their Mod NPC, Ides! Hopefully if you were struggling with your own application, reading this sample can inspire you!

Read it here: [link]

More information about applying can be found on the Apply page, as well as in our FAQs. If you still have any questions, just drop us an ask and we’ll do our best to help. 

We look forward to receiving your applications! 💀💗

[darkestdawnhq]

Hi Everyone,

The sample application is now up and running. You can now find it here or in our full navi.

[northvalleyhq]

below the cut is a completed application, please follow the format as closely as possible and submit the completed form, found here. please be sure to finish out your application form with the set up of your mock blog, which i considered part of your application. you can find the sample blog, here. 

─ full name. richard ‘ricky’ humphrey clarke ii ─ birthday & age. june 13 ( sixteen ) ─ gender identity. cis male ─ preferred pronouns. he/him ─ orientations. bisexual ─ hometown. chicago, il ─ face claim. aron piper

SCHOOLING.

─ is your character on scholarship? yes ─ grade level. junior ─ clubs & teams. football, hockey, student council

BOARDING.

basic accommodation.

─ william dormatory ( female only ) ─ mckinley dormatory ( male only ) ─ washington dormatory ( co-ed - upperclassmen only )

luxury accommodation.

─ dalton ( male only ) ─ mount carmel ( female only )

off campus accommodation.

─ host family ( many students that are international or scholarship based chose to live with a local off-campus host family, this especially applies to freshmen who are not used to living away from their family unit ) ─ other ( if your character is local, or has some other sort of accommodation you can list that here with details )

FAMILY.

─ family name. clarke ( original family ) ─  birth order. only child ─  parent one. richard clarke ─  parent two. jacqueline clarke ( estranged mother ) ─  siblings. liana clarke ( half sister - age 3 ) ─  other family of importance. rianne hadley-clarke ( step-mother ), humphry & amelia clarke ( grandparents ─  pets. n/a

PERSONALITY.

─  positive traits. intelligent, outgoing, confident, intuitive, creative, assertive, friendly, strong willed ─  negative traits. self-isolating, deceitful, self-destructive, emotionally reserved, restless, reckless   

DEVELOPMENT.

─ i plan to address ricky’s relationship with his mother, since she does live not far from campus, he will be expected to see her more often and that’s not something he’s had to deal with in the past few years. his relationship with her is strained at best, and he isn’t looking forward to having more contact with her. ─ this is ricky’s first time away from home, and he still figuring out how to live without his dad close by. he’s always had a close relationship with his father and will find it hard to adjust to life on his own.

[eastpointerpg]

Welcome to Eastpointe Apartments, RY!! You have been accepted as SEBASTIAN NICHOLAS SMYTHE! Remember to check out the new members checklist and send in your account. You have 24 or your role will be reopened. We look forwards to writing with you!!

OUT OF CHARACTER.

NAME: Ry

AGE: 26

TIMEZONE: EST

PRONOUNS: She/her

ACTIVITY LEVEL: #/10

TRIGGERS: Tw: trigger

ADDITIONAL NOTES: Admin sample application

IN CHARACTER.

CHARACTER NAME: Sebastian Nicholas Smythe

NICKNAMES: Seb, Bas

AGE: 23.

BIRTH ORDER: Middle.

HOMETOWN: Aix-en-Provence, France

HOUSING CHOICE: Studio Apartment 101

OCCUPATION: Bar owner

GENDER IDENTITY: Cis male

PRONOUNS: He/him/his

SEXUAL/ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Gold Star Gay

FACECLAIM: Grant Gustin

QUOTE: “Do you got room for one more troubled soul?”

BIOGRAPHY.

POSITIVE TRAITS: Charming. Determined. Passionate.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Apathetic. Callous. Frivolous.

HISTORY:

  Sebastian was born in Aix-en-Provence, France and spent the first two years of his life there. His father then took a job in The US and they lived in various parts of the country until moving to Paris when Seb was 10. When Seb was 16 they came back to America to his fathers home state of Ohio.

  Sebastian always loved music. He enjoyed learning to play instruments from the very first time he had heard his mother play the piano. As he grew older Sebastian also found his voice and affinity for dance. This was his hobby. Music and dance were his outlets for his teenage pent up frustration especially when he discovered his attraction to men.

  The Smythe family always appeared very idealistic from the outside but, behind closed doors, not everything was as perfect as it seemed. The only reason Mr Smythe allowed his son to attend these musical classes was because there was no escaping Sebastian’s talent in front of his colleges and partners he wanted to impress.

  It had always seemed to surprise Sebastian’s teachers when he did so well in school. One of the only things Sebastian was glad to have inherited from his father was his determination and uncanny recall abilities.

  At first his attraction to men had terrified Sebastian and when he spoke to his father about it, well, that didn’t go down well at all. That was when Sebastian became the man he is today with his open sexuality and fluidity. This was the start of the partying and drinking and sex. At first it was to throw it in his father’s face, but it soon became escapism. He hasn’t looked back since.

  Once he graduated Dalton Academy Sebastian moved to New York City to study pre-law at Columbia. Sebastian was initially accepted to Yale Law School but he needed to get out from under his fathers thumb and what better way to do so than in the city that never sleeps. Yes he was doing as he was told and studying Law but on his own terms and for four years that was enough.

  At 22 Sebastian graduated with a 4.0 GPA and a sense of freedom he had never felt. Now he had a choice to make; follow his fathers footsteps and or spread his wings now he has access to trust fund. Now with some friends to support him and the powers of persuasion of a bottle of whiskey and here he is, the proud owner of The Peacock Room; an LGBTQ bar and nightclub in Chelsea.

[leveluprpmoved]

hi lovely admins! i was just wondering if it would be possible for a sample app to be made for potential applicants as a guide for what's expected of an app?

Sure thing! I’ll try to update this on the application guide but for now, I’ll try doing it using one of my favorite Marvel characters. If you do need help and the guide didn’t work for you then please feel free to ask on what is confusing you. 

[ OOC ]

Name: mod n

Age: 2x

Timezone: (GMT timezones are preferred but you can use EST/PSt/CST/etc.)

Pronouns: she/her

Triggers: none

Why do you want to join as this character? Just answer with why you like writing them or want to try the character if you haven’t. If you don’t have a clear reason then just give it your best. This question is in the case that we have two people apply for the same character and also just to get a little info for future events and so forth. 

[ IC ]> IN GAME

Alias: Silk

Hero, Villain or Neutral? Hero

Specie: Human

Power origin: Enhanced via spider bite, mutation.

Powers: Spider physiology (You can be pretty general about this, however, if you want to go into detail then go ahead.)

Guild: Solo player ( If your character isn’t officially part of a team in the MCU then you can go for solo player)

[ IC ]-> REALITY

Name: Cindy Moon

Age: 17

Occupation: Midtown High Student

Faceclaim: Tiffany Espensen 

Writing sample as your character: (For this portion you can basically write anything you want as long as you’re writing it as the character. My two paragraphs aren’t going to be too neat since this is just an example but just have fun with it.) It was late at night and Cindy had just gotten out of decathlon practice. With any luck, she’d be able to find leftovers in the fridge from dinner if her brother hadn’t decided to eat them. First, she had to get herself inside, her parents had always been strict about her being out late. It was dangerous at night, she knew living in the city meant having to keep an eye over your shoulder once in a while but generally, she did not have a problem coming late from practice or from late night hangs with her still secret boyfriend, Hector. Tonight, there was just something that kept making a chill crawl up her spine. As she kept walking herself home, she just couldn’t shake off the inkling of a feeling that something or somebody was following her. Perhaps she began to develop her game character’s spidey sense but one thing was for sure, she had to get home. Fast. Maybe it was the adrenaline rushing through her body or the fact that she was aching to get home to food and a warm bed, but, her steps began to become bigger as she trailed they rest of her way home. I believe that’s all! I’m sorry for any typing errors on my part for this post, it’s a little late but I did want to help with this! This is basically how an application should look but again if something isn’t clear then we can always help out. I’m really hoping this helped! -Mod n

[otherworldhq]

Under the cut you’ll find a sample application very graciously donated by my good friend, who will be playing the role of YARROW. This should give you an idea of the basics/minimum that are expected in an app, but keep in mind that yours doesn’t have to be exactly like this! Its just a handy little guide for anybody who needs it. Enjoy, I hope it helps! 

IN CHARACTER –– DETAILS:

LABEL: Yarrow

NAME: Cian Callaghan

AGE: 23

PRONOUNS: they/them

FACECLAIM: Tom Holland

IN CHARACTER – EXPANSION:

PERSONALITY: 

If you asked them what they were like, they would tell you: I’m normal. Just… normal. Average. Boring. Uninteresting. In truth, what they are is STUBBORN to the core, insistent on their own average-ness. They are BRIGHT, yes, and observant, picking up on things others don’t all the time. They are INOFFENSIVE, generally well-liked, insignificant enough to slip through any crack, to blend in with any group, and they are ADAPTIVE, fitting seamlessly into their circumstance as needed. But they are also willfully ignorant, made stupid by years of forcing themself to forget. When they fear that they are losing control of their life, they can be CRUEL and petty, thoughtless, selfish. Some, probably, would call them COWARDLY, but they call it self-preservation: after all, if you’re stupid enough to play with fire you deserve whatever burns consume you.

3+ DETAILED HEADCANONS: 

They are a strange child, from the start. Unusual behaviors, a general aura of unease. Their mother knows, knows in her heart that this isn’t her child, isn’t her baby, and she never forgives them for it, no matter how hard they try. They are a strange child, beautiful but sharp, and silent. They never cry. They learn to speak much later than they should. Their father is enraptured by them, but their mother– she never accepts them as her own. Leaves, when they’re only six, and they are too young to understand why, but old enough to know that it is their fault. And so they do their best to act like everyone else, not to stand out, to be everything she would have wanted so that their father will not leave, too, so that they won’t be abandoned again. They push down every urge to act unnaturally, pull back anything that might garner them extra attention. They learn to ignore the strange things they see, the way the rich learn to ignore beggars on street-corners; a part of the world, unacknowledged for long enough so as to be forgotten entirely. They become, at great cost and with great effort, ordinary. And they refuse to let go of that victory, once it is theirs.

Their interest in old folktales, faerietales, old stories– it’s purely academic, of course. Purely theoretical. After all, faeries aren’t real. Faeries aren’t real, they tell themself, up late in the library during their undergraduate years, writing papers on the kinds of fears that faeries represent, the way the fictional bounds between this world and the next are lines designed to frighten children into behaving and keeping them from stepping out of line. Faeries aren’t real, they tell their examiners, of course, and graduate with honors and accolades for a keen and discerning critical examination of the place of faerietales in historic Irish culture. Faeries aren’t real, they tell themself, late at night as they walk through the arts block and swear they haven’t seen anything out of the corner of their eye, as they convince themself it’s just the research, just the lack of sleep, just the fact that all they’ve thought about for a handful of years is faerie stories. But the feeling follows them everywhere they go, and when they think about pursuing graduate research in some other field of literature – poetry, maybe, or anything else – they find they’re unable to piece together the thoughts they need to do it. Faeries aren’t real, but they cannot bring themself to think of anything else.

There is a club, one night, their friends tell them, a weird place they found one drunken night. It’s their birthday, and it’s time to get out of the library and do something fun. The accede, reluctant, to the demands, get drunk enough to shake the unsteady feeling, the swell of dread in their stomach, and they go. Drunk enough to ignore the unsettling feeling of crossing over from one place to another, drunk enough to ignore the looks they get as they move through the dance floor. When they lose track of their friends, someone else finds them, curly-haired and bright-eyed and barefoot, and he dances with them, touches their cheek, says: that’s so cute. You don’t even know, do you? and they don’t remember any of the night, past that, don’t remember finding their friends, don’t remember going home, don’t remember anything until they wake up at home, sick and desperate and shaking, a pounding in their head, like they’ve just witnessed something horrifying, something antithetical to their very being. But that’s what does it: that’s what gives the otherworld the passage it needs to seep into their life, to force its way past their carefully built defenses. That night, that touch– that’s when they start to feel the pull.

2+ AMBITIONS/GOALS: 

Cian’s primary goal is to keep away from the otherworld entirely. They are unconcerned with the politics of the Seelie court, unaware of the murders and everything else going on, and forcefully so: all they want is to be normal and to not be a part of any of this.

But, of course, some goals are hopeless, and theirs most certainly is. So, in the absence of that, what they have is this: they will not let someone manipulate them into being a pawn in a larger game; they will not be thrown out as bait between faeries looking for a bit of fun, or thrown to the wolves just to make someone else feel pain. They will keep this life they have built in tact, no matter what the cost, no matter who they piss off.

BONUS SECTION: TROUBLED TIMES, TROUBLED THOUGHTS. 

Yarrow. Used to staunch the bleeding. The great hero Achilles was said to plaster it over his wounds in war and keep fighting. Cian is not Achilles, not a hero or a soldier or a prince. Cian is the yarrow in his wounds, a stubborn coagulant, unmoving and unmoved. They will let nothing surprise them, will let nothing show, even when the weight of their entire facade of a world is coming crashing down around their feet.

but stubborn as they are, they are still a human thing – they are stubborn about that, too, no matter what anyone else tells them. their life has been a human life, regardless of the technicalities, and you cannot try at something so hard for so long without it becoming you. they are a human thing afraid, as all human things are, of isolation and of abandonment. they don’t want to be left again, like they were by their mother. they may not want to be a part of all of this, but that doesn’t mean that being abandoned by it – this vast, unknown, unwanted part of them –  wouldn’t kill them all the same.

[coolvillerp-blog]

Under the cut you’ll find a SAMPLE APPLICATION that I put together for the skeleton I will be playing in this roleplay: The Ditz. I hope that if anybody needs guidance for what I expect to see in an app, this can help you out! I may have added a few extra things, so please don’t feel pressured to write more than you’re comfortable with! As long as you convey the spirit of your character, I’ll be happy with what you submit! 

IN CHARACTER INFORMATION:

LABEL: The Ditz. FULL NAME: Lark Rutherford Sinclair. AGE: 22 Years Old. GENDER + PRONOUNS: cis-male, he/him pronouns.  FACECLAIM: Tarjei Sandvik Moe.

EXPLORATION:

3+ HEADCANONS:        –– Is there any blessing greater than to have two healthy children? With all the money they could want, Laurel and Andrew Rutherford-Sinclair never realised that they were missing something until they had it: their sons, their twins. Lark and his brother were doted on from the very first moment, cherished and adored by everyone who came in contact with them. Childhood was a golden kind of bliss, neither boy knowing the meaning of the words fear or worry. At least, they didn’t until the night the Bogeyman came. A summer night with sweltering heat, a rasp of their bedroom window sliding open. Lark watched with wide eyes while a monster took his big brother away from him. Something twisted and cruel and stinking, with dirty shoe-prints pressed into the pale carpet of the room.        –– Lark feels blessed when he enters High School, a year later than he should have. The delay seems like fate when he thinks of it later. After all, if he’d gone when he was supposed to, he may never have made the friends he did. He approaches it as he approaches all things, with cautious optimism, and a smile fixed perfectly in place. Lark makes friends easily, with a grace that comes naturally to him. Lark is a delight to teach, because Lark is always polite and happy, even if he isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. Lark is always polite and happy, because that is how he has trained himself to be. The perfect son, attempting to sooth the ache of missing things. Everything bad gets stamped down, and replaced with a serene smile. He doesn’t get scared any more. He doesn’t cry. He doesn’t lay awake at night still thinking about the Bogeyman, a phantom at his window.        –– He knows what he wants to be. He is sure of it. An investigative journalist, the man who asks questions and solves mysteries and does it all with style and grace. It feels like a safe way to harbor this obsession he has with crime, with weird old men wearing masks, with little kids who get stolen away. He wants to be the man to expose corruption. He works himself to the bone, harder than one should probably have to, to get his grades and get accepted into university. For the past three years he’s worked with confidence, through every hurdle, to make sure he becomes the person he longs to be. Someone cool, someone confident, someone skilled at the art they have chosen to pursue. People still underestimate him, even at college, but he tries not to let it get to him. He holds his head high and pushes forward, and knows they’ll all regret thinking he was only some soft frail thing. 

2+ TROPES:        –– Genius Ditz: Everyone knows that Lark is a little slow on the uptake. Not the brightest crayon in the box, the sharpest tool in the shed. When it comes to cars, however, Lark is just about the smartest guy you can find. Cars seem to make sense in a way that few other  things do, with their parts carefully put together. They’re things of beauty, and Lark has always loved beautiful things.        –– Beware the Nice Ones: Sweet, gentle, polite. A long fuse, rarely driven to anger. Lark is skilled at staying cordial and kind in any number of stressful situations. Perhaps only witnessed once before, however, his temper flares up like a volcano when you push him hard enough. 

1+ PLOT IDEAS:        –– O Brother, Where Art Thou?: Jordie’s disappearance will always haunt Lark. He’ll have always sat and watched while a strange man stole his brother. He’ll always feel that absence. For so long, he really did believe it was a monster. The Bogeyman. But he knows better now, knows that there’s no such thing as monsters like that. That doesn’t mean he isn’t scared of it, though. Thoughts of Jordie, and whoever or whatever took him, are the thing that can make Lark freeze up quicker than anything. He hopes, someday, to know what happened to him, to finally get closure.       –– Friends without Benefits: Is there anything softer than staying friends with the boy you dated in High School? Strictly friends, because you realised after a few quick months that this relationship was going nowhere fast, that all you really wanted to do was keep each other, not necessarily in a romantic way. But the familiarity never fades, like an emotional comfort blanket. Someone you know will always look out for you, always have your back. Lark is a loyal little thing, and he doesn’t let go easily. 

EXTRAS:

( aesthetic moodboard )

EXTRA HEADCANONS:        –– Lark drives a baby pink tesla that his parents bought for him when he got his drivers license. The car is his pride and joy, something he loves more than any other thing he owns. When he was in High School, he loved nothing more than driving his friends around with him, going to the movies or down the small roads on the outskirts of town.        –– Lark is a nervous eater. He’s usually carrying around some kind of candy to pull out when he wants it. Anything from bubble gum, to lollypops, to chocolate bars.        –– He has a tattoo on his right wrist. Two tiny little birds, simplistic and small. ( x )