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2 mos ago
Tfw people be wanting ooc in the intial int then ghost
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2 mos ago
Bad company, til the day i die
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3 mos ago
I stand with ambra
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3 mos ago
2018 and people still be using the "ban user from roleplay" button SMH...
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4 mos ago
Im with u bee
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High tech, Low life... That is cyberpunk.


Greetings reader, my name is Dead Drop. I'm an avid roleplayer I'm between Casual and Advanced in skill level. I'm interested in roleplays that have a cyberpunk theme or sci fi theme. I'm also interested in military roleplay, fallout/ post apoc and some others I'll probably make a list for later. I'll try to expand this bio as my time here lengthens.


Haha my bio is so outdated.

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When they made it onto the planet it was nothing that Nick ever expected, hell he hadn't even seen combat before just what was on the net and what was heard. It was like a dream, or maybe a drama. Alot of people dying, hellish un-human like sounds echoing the battlefield and around him and of course the yelling and dogmatic growls of his NCOs and other ranked officers of the Emperor's Army. A hard lump was in Nicks throat as he swallowed, soon soothing the issue with some water from his Canteen. He looked over to his battle buddy Richard and gave him a nod as he picked up the auto-cannon.

It didn't take him long to drag the weapon out and set it up in the rear where they were designated to hold anyway, checking over the ammo with Richard he felt the glow of something distant land on his person. Of course, this could be chalked up to fear or any number of emotions that ran through the man's body but the glow was from the battlefield before him. A few moments of afterthought washed over him as he deployed the weapon on the battlefield, no doubt it would be caked in dirt and liquids before the night came to an end.

His ears rang, closing the cover of the auto-cannon Nick racked back the bolt chambering the first round into the chamber with ease. Aimed down the range so to speak were pictures of his comrades moving forward, it woulden't take long for the fighting to start hell he was unsure if the crew would survive an assault. Despite his fear his motivators were also behind him, the only place the two could travel would be forward - for the emperor.
i'll post this weekend cus iwas busy o.o
lewd
Nick dragged himself through the ship's corridors eventually it was time to go, go for the deployment that they had been waiting for a long time. Equipment adorned through some resistance at first, the armor wasn't brand new hell this would probably be the 30th time it was issued to a trooper. A good piece of equipment that survived always went to the next, except maybe the armor wasn't as good as it use to be. Nick thought to himself as he got all his gear together, and of course the Auto-cannon which was lugged into pre-deployment area where the unit started to prepare and then drop down to the hell below. Some say it was a rogue colony of sorts that was rebelling against the Emperor, all that Nick knew was there would be a lot of shooty shooting.

Richard started talking to him, Richard was the assistant gunner to Nick. He made the Auto-cannon was never hungry, and that it was always SHOOTING. His voice was reassuring, the attack would go with ease or the two of them would both cease to exist. It didn't bother him, Nick always thought dying was just a process of life. Nick responded"Heh... Yea we'll corpse as many as we can." He looked over at the auto-cannon it's big barrel just looked hungry enough for some combat. The veteran was talking, a sergeant somebody he was inspiring but inspiration for combat already came from the long waiting the unit had done until now.

There were others around him of course, those consoling those who were not ready for the drop. The new, the old, the weak. In the end the battle would make them strong men & women or just plain dead. He leaned back into the dull chair he was sitting in, like many have done before Nick contemplated the whole situation. To his understanding, he and Richard would be in the back to hold down cover fire over the entire unit. Sucks for those who have to be the front and foremost.
im posting today >:O!!!!!!
last post was RUSHED but i will post sometime this week
Nick dragged the autocannon through the hallways of the ship, Nick use to be a miner but not any miner probably the best miner from Lemnos. He was built like a brute, he cracked rocks with little ease and was one of the most valued miners on the colony. Unfortunately for the foreman at Lemnos, the tithe came with little warning and many men were drafted into the Emperor's army. Nick happened to be one, guardsman training was grueling and while Nick didn't understand some of it he made by on the little things. Tis what a guardsman must do, but what a guardsman must have it what is important.

Nick was instilled with a sense of duty, albeit being somewhat of a knuckle dragger he carried on. Never seeing combat he was assigned to an auto-cannon crew with a miner he didn't really know but having him as an assistant gunner would prove important further down his career as the lead-spitter. While everyone was else doing their own thing, general duties and taskings Nick returned to his bunk to service the great creature that he carried. Perhaps he'd see his assistant gunner, but in the meantime the wiping down and cleaning of the autocannon was of utmost importance.

The Emperor demanded it.
been held up should be good tomorrow o-o
i was sleepy
I'l post like today idk
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