≫ GATEWAY ROLEPLAY'S PLANS FOR BUILD 41 ≪

  • As of today (12/20/2021), Build 41 of Project Zomboid has been pushed to the stable branch!

    Everything written in our Build 41 FAQ posted 12/19/2021 still stands—Gateway Roleplay's applications will not be opening up again until What We Become Part II: What Remains concludes. Notes have been added to the FAQ to clarify this.

    We are still deep in the development stage of our next lore and need more time to make it as great as we possibly can for you all. We also don't want to cut short a lore that's been running for nearly a year and a half for the few players that have stuck it out with us.

    We're expecting to be finished with What We Become Part II: What Remains sometime in March, but that's not a hard date. It may be earlier, it may be later. So, stay tuned for the announcement on our next lore! If you join our Discord, you'll be notified as soon as our announcement drops.

    We're also looking for new admins! If you're interested in joining the team, don't hesitate to send in an application here. All new admins will be added to the team once our current lore has concluded.

    Thanks for your understanding!!

Lessons learnt

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Hope was holding the transmissor in her hand, staring at it, wondering if she should do it. The CPF had enough reasons already to take Monroe by force and calling in for a trading caravan sounded like... well, not the worse idea but around the top 10 of the worst. The caravan could be attacked by anything or anyone and given the current diplomatic situation, Monroe would probably be blamed for it. On the other hand one the caravan's traders or guards could very well be a CPF spy sent to gather information about the community before launching their attack

Was it really worth for her to try and contact with what seemed now like the long distant CPF, if it could cost her her very own life? The frequency was marked on the ham's dial with a little post-it cut in way it would look like an arrow. Her finger was already putting some presure over the transmissor's button to open the communication. A little more made the radio's crack disappear, leaving the channel open

She just needed to say something...
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Her finger moved from the button and Hope emitted a muffled long sigh. As much as she wanted to believe things could go right, it was most likely they would turn completely wrong and accelerate Monroe most likely anihilation, and she didn't want to be the one who would set the base of end of a community
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Not again...
 
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