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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.
BIOGRAPHY: Anderson Parker - Just another poor bastard trying to make it through whats left of life one day at a time. At the beginning for Ol' Andy, it seemed like a storm to wait out, hunker down somewhere cozy and stay off the grid. After about 6 months, he was sure that the worst had to be over, and it was safe to come out.
"I was pretty sick of canned beans at that point." he mentions to me as we walk across a green grass field, their tops glistening with fresh dew. "Turns out beans would have been a welcome annoyance compared to everything that came after all of this. Beans are boring, but beans don't cause you pain."
This was a common tone from Andy soon after splitting off from his group of fellow refugees, under the premise that he needed to search for others, but in truth, they all knew of the growing tension in his mind.
"My memories became too much to bear. Looking at the people still alive, and some of the history with them looming over us... after a while it became clear I needed to leave and find something else in my life."
Andy would gradually make his way north, meeting up with a pair of survivors who kindly took Andy under their wing. The little group pushed forward north/north-east, searching for their possible family members.
"I thought it was a waste of time given the absolute longshot of find two relatives after 10 years or so." Andy would say, pausing, "Then the world decided to toss me another middle finger my way, and we finally found them. Not that I wasn't happy for them, but you know..."
Mr. Parker spent some time in relative peace with his friends, but with one of them becoming pregnant, he decided it would be best for him to take his leave. To search for something he was missing inside him, but what it was, he had no clue. At least as far as he could let himself imagine.
"I'm sure it's some head shrink thing: Andy you're searching for someone from your past, you're searching for meaning in your life, you're searching for redemption, you're searching for something to complete you...."
".... I don't have time or energy to figure that shit out. So to sum it up: I guess I'm on some sort of vision quest to figure out what's left of my life. I guess we'll see where it leads. Things are always gray now, so I'll have to figure out which side of this new worlds 'morals' I land."
