Goobical | Lore Team Application!

Goobical

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โ˜… Whatโ€™s your IGN?:
Goobical

โ˜… What's your Discord Tag?:
Goobical (again hehe)

โ˜… Do you have any alternative accounts?:
Nope, none at all!

โ˜… Do you have a functioning microphone?:
Yes and you'll hear it more than ever!

โ˜… How old are you?:
I'm currently 17, and turning 18 next June!

โ˜… Have you worked in teams like this before?:
Yes, I've had countless previous experience!​


หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท Do you have any previous experience?: โ˜…
Yes, I have had previous experience as a lore/event team before! I have had countless servers where I had participated in the creation or planning of events to ensure all goes well. Some examples were TTRP [Tall Tales Roleplay], SRP [School Roleplay], and a server some may not know but Echoes 1948! As for a few of them, I hadn't been an official member of a team [Except Echoes 1948] but I participated in well known gangs/factions to create large scale events where I had countless positions as either an actor or even the director of a story. If I had to go more into detail for more of my contributions, then I'd maintain one of my largest stories being within TTRP and leading a faction event to a large-scale battle; where with communication and guidance led to no difficulties on both sides whatsoever! It had been an event for the crown of a kingdom I had served under, and scheduling/planning it with two parties which had issues prior; and getting them to talk with one another felt like the end of the world. Although, it never did mean it was impossible. Within SRP I had always played a supporting role within events. Despite many of them not being official, I still find the very passion of them within every scenario to entice it even further. While finally, I was apart of the event team within the server called Echoes 1948, and it was a town roleplay server set back in the 1900s and only the supernatural occurred when you looked away. The scenarios scaled from small such as sudden flash or pop-out events to make people feel immersed in the mysteries of the town, and planning more large scale events that set the entire stage to give players something to remember. In most cases, I had found myself most drawn to events that were specifically either crime or supernatural related, as I always love making the question in the players mind; "What is next?.."

While again, many of the things I had mentioned were more correlated to events rather then lore. I strictly believe that these events are what shapes our lore, and that of course I ensure the corresponding events are like a story which follow one another. While the players could follow along whether they had just joined or previously known the past events, and connect the dots to make it more unique. In the procedure of making these events I would also understand how important it is to write essential details which will keep the reader hooked, but not spoil too much.

หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท What do you believe is your writing strong suit?: โ˜…
I wouldn't say that writing is my strongest suit, but rather my second strongest. As someone who is more originated in the event planning team, I found myself being capable to write passionately about many stories to fascinate others and lure them into the server. While on the other hand, communicating and executing these events almost feels seamless to me as if it were to be a film or movie in act. Writing lore was something that originated whenever I had always imagined a scene I wanted to record, and was the foundation of how I wanted to follow up with it. Of course, I did say it was my second strongest but nor does it mean it is weak. As I find it better to be truthful to myself and my statements, I believe I can work more efficiently and keep trust within the team by making an example with myself.

Otherwise, onto the topic of my writing skills once again, it is something I am truly confident and passionate in. To reiterate this from an earlier statement, I believe that writing lore was the foundation for me to lead my events. It was always a blast, and some days I found countless days on end writing on weekends or weekdays despite having football.

หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท Why are you interested in joining the Lore Team?: โ˜…
Previously, I was looking forward to possibly joining the event team but I had not seen an application which was available. Assuming there isn't an event team; I had believed the next best thing was to write lore which was something I had done previously while creating these events. I don't mean to undermine the value of the lore team but saying I had no other option, but rather it is still something I am very passionate about. While I also looked further more into the story of the server, and how it is surrounded with the events of Yokai's and the high school life. Truthfully, the events of Yokai and the supernatural reminded me of the old server I used to be event team in and wanted me to experience it once again. As this is still an up and coming server, I also had wanted to contribute whether it was a minor supporting role or a major one to whichever path this server carves into the world of Minecraft.

หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท How did you learn about the server?: โ˜…
I had learned the server just by chance from a friend who was apart of a community team! I wouldn't want to mention their name because I wouldn't want to be using their name in my favor. Although, I thought I should be honest because as they had explained me the premise of the server, and I couldn't help but be lured in. Hence, I wanted to write away my heart and hopefully continue the story for whatever it may seem in the world of Norowarejima! Otherwise, previously in the past I had also encountered the server by chance and was in it for a while before finally stepping my foot into attempting to join the community today!

หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท What unique contributions can you bring to the server?:
I believe that my capabilities of being able to communicate efficiently, and observe or take into consideration of other peoples opinions is what keeps me a mediator within event teams. As many ideas are flowing through from one member to another, it is essential that all is kept to a proper setting and topic, without moving off-track. In my communication skills, I can confidently say that I keep a friendly manner to everyone, even if they dislike me because I was born by a mother who taught me to only be kind. Otherwise from working previously in another supernatural setting roleplay server, I have experienced the pros and cons of writing lore and acknowledge how to properly deal with them the most. It has been quite a while since unfortunately Echoes 1948 had gone inactive, and no-longer contains the community it once had. Although from the sheer amount of time I had spent away from the server, I could only imagine more and more scenarios/stories as the time passed. In this case, I had always wanted to put my stories to use as they've been rotting with the cellar of my google drive, and now that I see this opportunity, I couldn't help but take it.

Therefore, my past experience and current passion of hosting events and writing lore while ensuring to keep communication at top. Including the vast amount of ideas I had created from the events of Echoes 1948, and never gaining the opportunity to use. I am more then glad to bring those skills here if I am wanted in anyway!​


หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท Write a short story of a Self-Made Yokai you can find roaming throughout the island:
Within the island of Norowarejima, people sometimes speak of a child's voice crying softly in the night. His name was Namida-Ko, the boy who wouldn't stop weeping. A legend which had occurred from the countless nights of missing children, whom some which had escaped said they missed their ticket home. The story says he was once a little boy abandoned by his parents during a time of famine. Too young to understand why they left him, and he wandered the paths calling for his mother until his small body could walk no further. When he finally met his final moments under a dying tree, he wept until his voice grew thin and in the silence that followed, he became something else.

Now, the weeping boy drifts between places where children are left behind, shrines where infants are abandoned, crossroads where travelers lose their way, and houses where little ones cry themselves to sleep. His sobbing drew in these children, but when they see him, he smiled through his tears and took their hands. To them, his touch feels warm, as though he shares his small flame of comfort. Those who follow him often stop crying, for he promises that no child will be alone as he once was. But there is a sorrowful warning hidden in the legends sometimes, as the same children who walk with him do not return. It is said he carries them away to the withered tree where he died, a secret place deep in the forest where laughter and crying mix like the wind in the leaves. There, they play forever, safe from the abandonment but never to see their homes again.

Some parents even whisper a prayer when leaving their child unattended. To this day, when a child says they heard someone crying outside their window, residents simply nod and close the shutters, murmuring the weeping boy still roams, seeking companions to comfort in the way he never was.

Some say the Namida-Ko is not only heard in the vast forests within Norowarejima, but also along the misty paths where travelers lose their way when trying to chase after their kids. Children who stray from their families can be heard by those who are aware of his presence that night. A faint sobbing within the wind, they can try following and attempt following the misty path. If they manage to catch up to the boy, they can see him in tattered clothes and cheeks wet with tears but his smile strangely calm.

When he is followed by anyone, he would turn around:
"Are you alone, too?"

Those who answer yes find their fear fading. The boy takes their hand and leads them down the same hidden path. To the child, the journey feels short, filled with all types of laughter and games. But when they emerge again, they are often found miles away, asleep beneath the withered tree where the legend says he first died. Strangely, no harm comes to them but when they wake up, they remember little, except a gentle voice promising never to leave them.

Yet darker tales warn of a different ending to many people who followed the boy. In some other stories, parents whisper that the Namida-Ko grows jealous of children who are reunited with their families. Those who vanish for good, never to return, are said to have answered "No, I am not alone." The boy, unable to bear hearing the words he was once denied, pulls them close, clutching the victim tightly as if afraid they might leave him too. Their laughter is said to join the chorus beneath the withered tree, where unseen children forever play in the rustling leaves.
Because of this, parents are forced to teach their children a simple charm: if you hear crying on a lonely path, clap your hands three times and say, "I am loved, and I am found." Supposedly, the Namida-Ko cannot bear such words, and his sobbing's fades like dew at sunrise. But those who walk without love, without family, and warned never to clap, for he will hear the emptiness in their heart, and take them gladly.


หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท Write a quick event based on Japanese pop-up cafes/restaurants/store):
A quiet shopping street that usually closes early suddenly comes alive with color and light. For one weekend only, a local cafe collectively opens up as a night cafe inside a old machiya townhouse. The atmosphere is decorated with paper lanterns and hanging wisteria flowers. A small chalkboard sign outside reads "Bloom." Inside, the space is intimate tatami seating, soft shamisen music in the background, and fresh flowers arranged at every table.

While the cafe serves its food or drinks within the late night; they would be asked to write a small wish on slips of paper shared like flower petals, which are hung on a branch in the corner of the store like an ornament. At the end of the night, the hosts collect them and promise to deliver them to a nearby shrine. Including the fact that seating is limited, visitors often share tables with strangers. Allowing people to meet new friends or groups while also discussing wishes. A sense of warmth and connection that lingers even after the cafe closes the following morning.

หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท The pop-up would have special items depending on the seasons like:
- Sakura Latte: A light pink foam with edible petals, symbolizing the spring days when the trees finally bloom. A symbol of the nice cool days, and relaxing for a night to ease all the tensions. The milk forming the shape of a Sakura in the middle of it. Created for the shopkeepers wife to remind him of her daily antics, and her fresh latte she made him everyday when he went to work.

- Yuzu Cheesecake: A citrus scented cheesecake, and cut into flower shapes which reminds the customers the soft and fresh days of spring. Leaving a relaxing feeling for both your heart and stomach. A soft and simple treat which the shopkeeper had created for his children before they grew up, and eventually had to move on.

- Udon: A standard, but rich broth udon with an enough servings to make it a perfect late-night snack and can warm the heart. While also fulfilling the needs of your stomach which brought you there today.


หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท How would you write the atmosphere of the image provided below? (Byakuyakoku Shinto Monastery):
(Must be at least 200 characters long, describing the characteristics, atmosphere as well as including some personal ideas about Byakuyakoku.)

The chill of Byakuyakoku Shinto Monastery is the first thing one notices; not a cruel or biting cold, but an ancient breath that lingered through countless whispers. It drapes itself over the grounds like a solemn veil, yet it cannot smother the warmth it radiates from the sheer warmth of the shrine. Here, silence does not mean emptiness; as for others it may seem a symbol of peace or being able to rest. It hums with the resonance of centuries, as through every plant of aged cedar and every stone of the worn steps of snow is alive with memories of the past.

There is was not just a mere monastery. Byakuyakoku felt alive and was a being that ensured those who visited a warm hearted rest. A place where you may feel that time does not pass but rather coils upon itself; as if the heavy beams and lacquered wood seemed older then what you could ever imagine. The snow covering the monastery seemed to linger her the most, but without damaging the shrine, as though nature itself even acknowledges the sanctity and importance of the space. While the paths are still cleared despite the snowfall, and create way for those who wish to visit. On the ground, there are more then countless tiles which are grown with nature and proves despite the harsh conditions; life can still be grown on this very land.

The lanterns surrounding the shrine had brightly lit despite the cold temperatures, and refused to be melt either as the mold sat solid. Some even thought of it as symbolic as these candles held up; as if nature protected the shrine. The lanterns flicker softly and trembling halos of light that paint the snows in a soft hue of orange, as the monestery refuses to turn pitch black during the night time. The paper doors slide gently as they held well against the rough winds despite being created years ago.

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หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท You have been tasked to write an in-lore influential character in the history of Norowarejima:
[Note; I split it into two parts being the story, then the explanation]


หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท The Story of Daigo, The Man Who Walked Fought Hell

Among the many tales told on Norowarejima, few shine with as much warmth as the story of Daigo, the man remembered as the lantern bearer. His name is still spoken in festivals, family gatherings, and quiet prayers. It wasn't because he was born might or at any means noble at birth, but because he embodied a simple truth; to risk oneself for another is the highest form of humanity. As mentioned before, Daigo was not born into greatness. He was the son of a humble carpenter, and was raised to know the value of patience, duty, and the shaping of wood into something enduring. When he came of age, he joined the community fire brigade. These were not warriors, nor priests but instead guardians of the living. He believed it was a job of protecting families, homes, and shrines from the dangers of nature at anytime.

As a recruit, Daigo was known for his tireless eagerness. Despite being the son of a humble family, and lived normally just like every other kid; he had a drive within himself to keep going without another question. A drive within himself that felt the need of saving people. He would rise before dawn to practice carrying the heavy water buckets, and he was the last to leave drills, often repairing ropes, hooks, and ladders long after others had gone. Older members of the team teased him for being so serious about being a recruit, but he did not feel offended and instead laughed along side them. Often carrying himself with rare humility, he once told a fellow recruit;

"If the house burns, you lose wood, paper, cloth. But if a life were to be burned in the same fire, no hands could ever build it back."

Years passed, and Daigo became one of the most reliable men in his brigade. But it was not his skill that earned him a place in history, it was rather a single night. A fire broke out in a narrow street, and it swallowed the nearby homes like a dry kindling. Amid all of the chaos, voices cried that a child was still trapped inside one of a burning house. The flames raged too high, and the roof threatened to collapse. His comrades despite their years of experience even hesitated, knowing the risk. But Daigo with only himself and an axe in hand, had plunged into the blaze.

They say he carried the child out, wrapped in his own jacket, shielding the boy from the falling beams. The axe he held was now gone, and before he himself cold escape, the structure had collapsed around him. When the fire had finally settled down, they found Daigo's body beside the child's safe footprints in the cash, his final act was to become a shield and demonstrated great courage.

His death struck deep within the community, but it also lit a warm fire within the hearts of the people. The child he saved lived on, and his descendants still honor Daigo's name during the festivals, carrying a small lantern with his crest. It was said during Daigo's last words during his death, the child had said he muttered the name of a woman he loved the most. Daigo was more than just a man, and became a moral compass. Parents tell their children, "Walk and learn to be just like he was," meaning to act with kindness, courage, and selflessness. While despite his own want to survive, he dedicated his life to another.

Some say his spirit still lingers, but not as a vengeful ghost and instead as a protective presence. In Norowarejima's folk belief, when a fire burns at night but spares the innocent, it is whispered:

"The man who walked the flames will forever be enveloped in the same warmth."



หห‹ยฐโ€ข*โ€โžท Who and what would you create? Provide some insight on the character?:

Who were they? Who was Daigo?:
Previously mentioned within the story, Daigo was just a normal boy who grew up without any problems or incident within his life. A life that even the reader could relate to his story as his life didn't consist of him being a genius, nor too strong. Although, one thing that made him the way he was his kindness and integrity. Neither was he invincible because he was also just human too, and his reckless yet courageous acts lead to his death. Although, his name would still be remembered as the hero who saved the boy during that fiery night.

What did you create?:
I know this question in particular wasn't supposed to be really answered? Although, at least a question to be answered along side with who is this character. Although, with who I wrote I couldn't help but passionately tell you about what I really made. As I explain further, it may seem I am straying off topic, but if you listen all the way through, it'll all add up. Anyhow, as I laid down in my bed writing away at Daigo, I was honestly struggling through many ideas of what type of person I would've wanted to made in the history of Norowarejima. Maybe someone who was notorious for robbing a bank? A solider who saved countless lives from a shooter while off duty? It all cycled through my head, but I realized that there was a simple and yet strong story I thought of the most.

A man who lived a normal life, with no motive to become as great as he did, and lived to care for those around him. Funnily enough, a lot of his personality was actually based of the latest superman movie, because it changed my perspective on how selfless one person could be within the world. Despite the movie being obliviously fiction; I still think whether or not it is real life, Minecraft, or the Superman movie itself; the intentions are admirable. While his path he chose was made without greed, or even a reason to be the way he was. All he wanted to do was save people, and work for the community.

This type of character seemed a lot more realistic to me because rather then someone who has done everything, or even something so grand. I often find the beauty in less eventful, but still impactful things within the world. As his deed of saving the child within the burning house sparked love in the hearts of many; it isn't the entire world. Although, one step at a time the world grows with a single place.

Therefore, what I created was what I depicted as a realistic character, with a realistic ending and a personality of a selfless man. All of which may cause readers to feel inspired by Daigo, and that his decisions he made was not from skill, but from his pure choice of wanting to be a firefighter.​

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I just wanted to say thank you so much for taking the time of reading my application! I did previously mentioned I had football, but I had quit just this year due to personal reasons! Otherwise, I hope I hadn't made the format more complicated then it should've been, and wish you an amazing weekend/weekday.

Whether or not I get accepted, I'll say that I still look forward to joining the community as a member or apart of the team!

- Your Random Goober, Goobical! เธ…^._.^เธ…
 
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