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9 yrs ago
Happy 10th Anniversary, RolePlayer Guild! Its been one hell of a ride (Definitely didn't misspell that as "help" the first time, and have to re-post it)
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9 yrs ago
Thank the lord for the Roleplay Guild. Otherwise I might actually have to pay attention in lectures
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9 yrs ago
"Remember the times you could have pressed quit - but you hit continue" Hope everyone's having an alright day. If not, I hope things pick up for you
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10 yrs ago
You shot Church, you team killing fucktard!
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10 yrs ago
My sister saw me watching the Co-Optional Podcast and thought I was skyping my friends. How ridiculous! I don't have friends.
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The Dyslexia is strong with this one.

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Nice to see things are starting to come to life. I've been taking a few days out for personal matters, but I'll try to get my first post up as soon as I'm able to.
we require more IC posts


The Enclave will start Enclaving it up again soon, I'm just waiting for a few more people before I post again.
actually all seriousness taken into account, that may not be an entirely bad idea to have on the GNR lol. People need to have something to take their minds off the terrible lives they have.


That's what we have the good ol' adventures of Herbert Daring Dashwood for!
Suspect 4




Suspect 4 felt more than a little out of place amongst the assembled group, but she tried her best to maintain a cheerful demeanour, taking slow sips from her coffee. She’d rather have had hot chocolate, but she’d felt too uncomfortable to ask, and she didn’t want to treat the police like baristas. Suspect 4 felt a slight pang of nervousness trickle down her spine, but she tried her best to ignore it. She nodded politely as the others introduced themselves, a warm smile spread across her chubby face.

"Would you kindly?" the detective asked, turning his gaze to her.

“Uhmmm, Hi everyone. I’m Janette,” she said, suddenly immensely self-conscious “Ehmm, Janette Faulkner. I’m on the music scene too, but more youtubey stuff, so I don’t think you guys would have heard of me…Sorry, I didn’t mean to insinuate that you guys don’t use the internet or whatever, I’m sure you do, I’m just….not very big I guess. Well I am, just not on youtube.” She laughed awkwardly, gesturing to her huge frame.

Her eyes creeped briefly over to Detective Colby “I do some instrumental stuff. I don’t know if you’ve heard Goldberg Variations, but I covered it on my friend Katie’s Harpsichord.”
Holy crap guys my life is busy. Don't wait up for me to make my entry post, I can do that anytime! Sorry!


Don't sweat it, there's no rush. Just waiting for someone else to get something up, so I'm not double-posting.
<Snipped quote by rivaan>

Well, if the GM doesnt mind i "might" make some random posts for comedic relief. like a radio show of "Jim and Frank"

i say that hesitantly, i wont promise anything lol


You're welcome to do that in your own time and post them to the OOC, but I'd rather keep the IC serious.

Good luck on whatever you choose to do next, your presence here will be missed by us all.
Great posts @Kingfisher and @Mr Allen J! I'm just about to write up my IC post now, with Logan welcoming the two. Perhaps they'll get a coffee?


More of a hot chocolate person, but coffes good too!
Suspect 4




Its too bloody hot! the irritated voice at the back of Suspect 4’s subconscious nattered as she made her way awkwardly through the hustle and bustle of Kingston. She squeezed uncomfortably through the crowd, getting sharp looks from the passers-by that she bumped in to, trying her hardest to keep her eyes on the pavement ahead of her, and away from the accusing glances of the rush hour mob.

Beneath her snug denim jeans she could feel her big thighs tightly chaffing against each other, which was sure to break out in some kind of rash in the near future, making Suspect 4 want to get to the station all that much faster, so she had somewhere to sit down and recuperate.

This is such bullshit… she grumbled inwardly as she made her way down the bustling Kingston highstreets. Suspect 4 had been editing her latest video when she’d gotten the email from the man calling himself Logan Colby, and it had completely and utterly soured her mood. She was supposed to have a gig tonight, but she had no idea how long this meeting would run on, which meant she might not get paid, which meant she’d be stuck in these shitty jeans at the very least until she could find more work, and there was no telling how long that would be.

Her phone buzzed.

She looked down at the glaring white screen; Anna Knight sent you a pin the notification informed her.

She ignored it.

Dripping with sweat, and puffing and panting like no tomorrow, Suspect 4 ran out of breath about three minutes later, deciding to plop down on a rickety wooden bench whilst she regained some stamina.

Wiping her chubby hands on her jeans, she decided to check her inbox to kill some time.

Hi all!

Just checking in to remind you our regular meeting on Monday will continue as scheduled, and to ignore anything you receive from Julian. I don’t know what plane of reality he’s operating on.

Attendance is mandatory, so if I see any faces missing you’ll be reprimanded accordingly. Missing two meetings in a row will result in a lowering of your commitment grade to 1.

Hope you’re all having a pleasant day!

Michelle Romirez, Head of the more able and talented committee.


Suspect 4 kept scrolling.

Dear patient.

This is an automated reminder that you have a delivery of 20ml fluoxetine tablets to be collected from the child health clinic.

Your item will be held for three days before mandatory disposal.

The child and young person’s health team.


Mustering the will to keep walking, Suspect 4 hauled herself up off of the bench, before making her way down the street towards her destination.

The police station was a great big squat and ugly building that sent a sort of cold shiver down the back of Suspect 4’s neck.

“Let’s rock and roll.” She mumbled to herself, before striding up to the front entrance, wheezing ever-so-slightly.


<Snipped quote by Wade Wilson>

None of my squad would really be interested.


Neither would mine. Because I don't have one...HAHAH I'M LONELY

sorry, I'll stop now
Feel free to invite a friend, guys.
@AuntFlavia @Jig @Kingfisher @Mr Allen J


If I had them I would...HAHAH I'M LONELY.
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