CorrosionRP
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| Address | 91.229.114.24:28039 |
| Hostname | Corrosion RP [ JUST WIPED ] |
| Status | Checked <1 minute ago / Online 7 hours ago |
| Players | 0 / 100 |
| Version | 2594 |
| Platform | Linux |
| Map | Procedural Map |
| Registered by | Youbear |
| Registered since | August 20th, 2025 01:41 AM EST |
| Last update | August 20th, 2025 01:47 AM EST |
| Tag(s) | Airdrops Factions Friendly Kits RPG |
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| Vote(s) | 1 |
| Rank | 2174 |
| Score | 0 |
| Favorited | 1 |
| Discussion(s) | 0 |
About This Server
"𝘽𝙚𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩; 𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙.”
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Welcome to Corrosion Roleplay, a 13+ Rust-based roleplay server.
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ᯓ┊𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧-𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘬𝘺. 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩.
╰—➤ 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴: 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦, 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.
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Welcome to Corrosion Roleplay, a 13+ Rust-based roleplay server.
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ᯓ┊𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧-𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘬𝘺. 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩.
╰—➤ 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴: 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦, 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.