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7 mos ago
[@Punished GN] you taught me that lifting is important and you're the reason I'm jacked but what are you lifting...?
7 mos ago
The grass at Stockbridge academy.
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7 mos ago
Alright I touched grass, now what ?
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7 mos ago
Tap in little note, US army inspector general RP will blow your socks off.
7 mos ago
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.


Most Recent Posts

bro watch for that CS format..
@TheIrishJJ Hey man I think you messed up Andrews name with thomas?
Also if you could, add relations for the main accepted chars if possible?
Thanks in advance ^.^.
Spots still open.
@WSilversun Accepted post your char.
I had another sheet but the guy dropped, still have room for more.
Wow cool dude.
Tin man cyberpunk
Nick Kostashe

September 5th, 1969.
0805 HRs

"I wa-"

It was about that time that Nick's cig hit the ground and the conversation ended, Nick reached down and picked up the dropped cig. It laid in his hand as he redressed the tobacco stick to his ear. His demeanour changed from calm and chill to pissed and grump and it was evident when he shoved some student out of his way as he began to walk to his locker. It didn't take long because coincidentally his locker was right near the main office, a pack of matches laid inside his locker along with posters of scantily clad women, books and various miscellaneous school and personal supplies (like his smokes). Taking out the matches from his locker, he quickly struck one - causing a quick ignition as he placed the stick between his lips. Smoke billowed out of his mouth as he exhaled a mouthful of smoke into a few juniors who passed by him.

"Old man, you're so fucked."

Leaning up against his locker, the young guardsmen continued his cig. As long as Black or Jones weren't in the halls then maybe he could have some peace. It's not like anyone else would fuck with a senior - maybe. He pulled on his varsity jacket, the fabric hugged him tighter as he started to button up the previously unbuttoned jacket. His body hid under the cool Green and Gold colors (the schools) of the baseball jacket. He walked over to the entrance where S/O Black was still patrolling. He double backed and headed for the line up at guidance, he had time to kill after all. When he arrived at guidance, the line started to bend around the hall. Taking his place at the back of the line Nick stood with his hands in his pockets as time continued to chip away, like sand falling through an hour glass.
Oh yea, roleplay ~
There are about 10 active deputies for the Sherrif's office, although they aren't all written - yet!?
I thought I fixed it last night, it's be RECTIFIED.
It's not the first day...
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