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[@Punished GN] you taught me that lifting is important and you're the reason I'm jacked but what are you lifting...?
12 mos ago
The grass at Stockbridge academy.
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Alright I touched grass, now what ?
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Tap in little note, US army inspector general RP will blow your socks off.
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Knew a guy who loved dojacat. Big dojacat simp, after he found out she was 'possessed' it was over for him.

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Hey what's up, my name is DeadDrop if you know me from RPG Guild then you know that I'm a true survivor. Maybe you roleplayed with me with on one of my successful roleplays series, or with me on another roleplay hosted by someone else. I have a way of presenting roleplay that is considered southpaw in traditional roleplay circles.

My favorite roleplays of all time would have to be the following:

BLEAK by @Mirandae.

Divinity Lost & Nightland by: @Poet & @Kino End (These are the same people).

...That's it, no runner up. I wracked my brain trying to find a third, but since Elron Koltrey is retconned well - guess we don't have a runner up.

Admittedly I trolled every roleplay I've been in on Guild up until a few years ago, I found none of them spoke to me and didn't treat them like they mattered. Only BLEAK and Nightland/Divinity Lost actually spoke to me, evoked emotion and made me think - of course the roleplays I'm still in do the same, and can't be added to the GOAT wall.

My current roleplays I'm enjoying and giggling in are:

𝔽𝕦π•₯π•šπ•π•šπ•₯π•ͺ: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒π•₯ π”Ύπ•’π•žπ•– by: @Opposition

The Envenomed by: @LustForDecay

Besides those two roleplays, I'm pretty much inactive. Alot of my day to day is moved off away from the guild, and I come back to service the above roleplays with insane imagination, bravado and dedication. In real life I'm an insane go getter motivated by a passion to continuously win, here I'm just a laid back roleplayer.

When I look for roleplays I find myself drawn to sci-fi, big story arcs and something that makes me feel. Needless to say, you don't find that alot on guild anymore, just downbad 1x1s and GMs with deadly aim.

Thanks for visiting my profile, leave a comment show some love and stay creative.


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With the borders pressing in on the western front Zach Nato looked out the window of his estate to the city that once was Julia. The city had become fortified with the garrison standing tall as it had cleared out the refugees only to be ironically sent in the direction of the enemy. However, with the refugees now flooding the Vigentino army and had bogged them down from apparent reports from the west. On the eastern front, things were about to heat up like a volcanic Cadian King. The evacuation began for the women and children to head east towards Melgaria to avoid the savagery of the Vigentino Horde.

His son, Zach Nato the second also was among those fleeing the city for he should not have to see the brutality of war at home. Perhaps he'd make it to Melgaria but fate would serve the boy as long as it was in the Nato's favor. Returning to his throne room (which was relatively empty now) Nato reflected on what's led up to this, Etelo the agitator, poor government and choices, not de-escalating. It didn't really matter now, the walls from the west were closing in and alot of people could die.

Work was still left to be done, Nato got up and began to speak to the minister that still were around or alive. Maybe Foreign Minister makes it to the Helrox Empire alive, it will take a while but he may come back with success. Smoke billows in the west, the pillaging had begun on the western Julians, no one ever would of expected the Vigentians to attack from the west but now things had to be corrected. Quickly before the country fell to a religious fanatic who could possibly destabilize all of the region.

(+1 all orders)
Woah sierra is back epicm
You guys talked about fluff so much i kinda was like wow when will it end

Brothers Raymond and Gustaf Relmanto of the Julian Homeguard saying goodbye to their parents.

Foreign Minister Tyler Guborilli had been dispatched to the Helrox empire, with a guard of 12 Julian policemen as his security detail the old man had been dispatched through Melgaria and through Cadia to Helrox to avoid any unnecessary incidents should they occur. Meanwhile in the war room Viscount Zach Nato had finally got off his ass, his shoulder now sore and tight from the injury which was dubbed "The wake up call" Zach Nato had finally sent out the force the people had been asking for. Ironically though as he dealt with the refugees he may aswell of sent them back to Vigentino considered where they were relocated and what became of that location in such a sort peroid of time.

Meanwhile near Zilorno, clean up began of almost two thousand Vigentino soldiers who met a untimely demise. Julian Guardsmen who had rarely ever seen combat pat themselves on the back at such an accomplishment for a defensive force. The Thambers are set up after the battle and it's anyone's idea of what Commander... Nicholas Fabreezo would do, he wasn't a grizzled vet like Killigan not like the old guard at all. Things settled down for the day as the dead were looted (for military purposes) and disposed of. Unbeknownst to the unit, in the west a push was coming for the capital.

"Why do we have to go to Helrox" Complained senior constable Luis Martinez of the Julian constables. The minister was silent as they continued in his carriage under guard to Cadia through Melgaria. Hoping to turn the corner when they made it to Cadia and up to Helrox. "This war is a cruel, terrible war. I want this to end as much as you do, but we have to take the orders we're given. Lest we become Vigentinions or something worse."



(+2 Military order #2)

The Cyber

"Got the Chrome and enhancements.
Got the Attitude right.
Got the metal beneath my skin
Movin' faster than light"


Forget everything you ever thought about cyborgs. Everything. This is the 2000's. Today's cyborg is stylish. His cybernetics are designed for a streamlined, high-mover lifestyle. Whether equipped with implanted data chips in his nervous system to enhance his tennis game, or bioengineered mini-weapons for his personal protection, the cyborg of the 2000's is the cutting edge of high tech living. But he isn't a walking machine either. Cybertech is smoother than that-less obvious. You have to integrate your newtech gadgets into a slick, seamless whole… Of course, it isn’t all about skill.

It's hip and aware to have "hi-tech" grafted onto your body somewhere. If you can afford it, you probably have at least a couple "enhancements": a few software chips installed in your nervous system to interface with your computer, remember your appointments, and improve your racquetball reflexes. If you're "cutting edge," you probably have interface "plugs" to operate computers and vehicles mentally. Maybe your eyes are cyberoptic with a recording function and the latest iris tint, or your hearing is "boosted" to better hear the gossip in the executive lounge.

The Punk

β€œI’m not a man /or a machine.
I’m just something in between.
I’m all love / a dynamo
So push the button and let me go.”

The world of Cyberpunk is a combination of savage, sophisticated, modern and retrograde. Fashion-model beautiful techies rub shoulders with battle-armoured road warriors, all of them making the scene in the hottest dance clubs, sleaziest bars and meanest streets this side of the Post-holocaust. But more than anything, Cyberpunk is an attitude. You wear the coolest clothes, use the most advanced tech, know the right people, make the new trends. You plan your crimes in the most select clubs and bars; your enemies are Corporate armies, cyborg bike gangs, power-armoured assassins, computer-wired hackerheads, and sometimes the rival Altcult down the street. Your weapons are nerve, streetsmarts, bravado and the Minami 10 smart-gun on your hip.
Ricky Downs




D.O.B

2000


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Favorite Drink


Detroit Car Bomb

rip russia boi
where is mahz...


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The gates open at the northern walls of Julia, why ? The refugees that were stacking up had to be let in, they deserved humanitarian aid at least, Vigentino did not seem interested in protecting human life so Julia took the step further. Allowing the refugees in (native julians, vigentino natives as well), the Julian government allowed these people to come in. Providing them with a temporary housing with the soldiers who weren't doing anything else, they were given a few showers and bread and water to share until their conditions could improve. The government was left to deal with once again another pressing issue...
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