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≫ WHAT'S UP WITH GATEWAY ROLEPLAY? ≪

  • We've been radio silent for a long time now. We posted an announcement in our Discord server back in April of 2025, but never updated the forums. So what's up with Gateway Roleplay?

    After 5 long years, we've decided to place the development of Ties That Bind on an indefinite hold.

    This doesn't mean it's cancelled. We fully intend to run Ties That Bind: What Lies Beneath and Ties That Bind: City of Angels eventually. But to do so, we need to take a step back. In the meantime, we'll be working on smaller, invite-only projects.

    Thank you to everyone who has stuck with us this long! MindGate and I (Pika) have been working on this server for over a decade now. It truly is a passion project for us.

Jim Jackson

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JIM JACKSON

Jim stands at a height of five foot nine with a somewhat athletic build. His dirty blonde hair is long and shaggy, his beard in a similar state of relative unkemptness. He has tired looking blue eyes, his skin a moderate tan complexion.

He carries himself with the general motif of a uncaring nihilist survivor. Those inclined may recognise him as the shortstop for the Bellarmine Knights baseball team.

Jim survived the outbreak at the Bellarmine University with his right leg crushed by debris, and his vulnerable mind shattered in ways irreparable. He escaped with his best friend, Francis King.

They crawled through a river of shit five hundred yards long and found freedom on the other side, fighting the sewer horde for their lives - they barely kept them.

The only way they survived the massacre, was to become the massacre.
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