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23 days ago
Current First writing contest after my hiatus went well. Now to start planning the next. Keep an eye on the sidebar!
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3 mos ago
*blinks* how long did I sleep?
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12 mos ago
Away from home until the end of July.
2 yrs ago
Away from home between October 26th and November 10th. Contests will return when I'm back home!
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2 yrs ago
Don't forget to vote in the writing contest! The link is in the sidebar <3
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Hello everyone. I'm Dutch, a mother of a 12-year old boy and I love both rp-ing and writing.

I've been writing and roleplaying in Dutch and English since 2002. I joined the RolePlayer Guild in 2014 and since May 2020 I'm one of the contests mods.

There are times I don't have much creative energy and will be silent for a while, but in the very least I will try to keep the writing contests going.

If I haven't replied in a while, feel free to poke me. Genuinly, I sometimes need reminders that you are waiting for a reply. I don't ghost on purpose, I promise. Time is just a weird thing sometimes, and if something happened 3 days ago, 3 weeks ago or 3 months ago can feel pretty much the same and I often don't realize how much time passed since my last reply. And if I read your reply and accidentally closed the tab there is a good chance I might forget I was supposed to reply because I lost the visual reminder T_T

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Trevor examined Rai. This was unexpected, and a good point had been raised: how could they be certain her words were true? And, more importantly, did he even care? If the current king was gone, he couldn't care less who'd sit on the throne, as long as he could live his life in peace.
"If she wants to feel important, let her," Trevor said. "It's not like we have any other heirs and if she wants to risk her life in a battle against the current king, why not?"

The Hermit looked at Damien and Noble. "Do you have a reason why you think she would be lying?" he asked them, knowing very well why they reacted that way, but he'd give them a chance to explain it. He ate from his soup, relaxed and calm, ignoring the hostile stance and the hard undertone of the words.

Mikhal forgot to eat his soup when Rai announced who she was. He looked at her and how everyone responded. He had to remember this, there was an epic tale unfolding here and he had to pour it into a song. It was one of the best ways to preserve history of course and it didn't happen often a bard was in the middle of it.

The elder dragon turned to Ricky. "My scales are old, just like me," he said to her, before turning to Comet. He nodded slightly as a greeting. "It's good to see your kind again, it has been a while," he said to her.
He looked around for a moment, his eyes lingering on the water sorceress. Not his favourite kind of sorcerer, but if she would be civil, he would be too.




The general felt the castle shake. "Volven," he grumbled and made his way to where the dragon rested, to make sure if everything was okay. And he assumed the king would be there as well. And if he wasn't, the man would surely haste to see what the dragon needed.
Bloody dragon. If it was up to him he'd kill the beast, just like any other dragon. But it wasn't up to him.
"Your Highness!" he called from the top of the stairs, before he started descending them and ventured into the cellar.

Benjamin nodded and smiled, they had each other and they would find a way to get out. He was glad he had found a friend here, alone it would seem like an impossible task, but he wasn't alone. If they wouldn't or couldn't be released through official means, they would just have to break out.
He continued his meal, there was little else to do anyway.

Marc had finished feeding Carol and wiped her mouth before he brought the platter with the empty plate to the big cart that was used to keep the food warm while it was transported from the kitchen. He looked around to see how things were looking. The patients were behaving well, sometimes they had outbursts of whatever plagued them, but today it seemed to go smoothly. And his shift was coming to an end too. just two more hours and he could go home. He looked at Sara, who was already home. Maybe he'd ask her out, he had gotten permission for that. But that would have to wait for after lunch was over.
"But you," Mabel said, looking at the winged Charmander, "Do you like warm weather?" she got up to scoop up some of the earth and grass and put it elsewhere, so there was enough room where Charcoal could rest his tail. She smiled when she saw how happy Ixia was and she lay down on the grass again.

Mindy looked around and checked some of the clothes. She noticed Gavin was looking at the dress shirts. A good choice, a bit formal perhaps, but there was nothing wrong with that. Her fingers brushed the fabric of some shirts as she walked past them. "What about this?" she said as she pulled out a green one.

When Fez didn't look at the door anymore, a Meloetta snuck in. She hid between some clothes and watched Gavin from a distance.

"Every day," Bear commented when Jycii asked her question. "Soon he'll defeat me in hand-to-hand combat!"
"I doubt that," Lytse muttered.
Bear looked up when Andy joined them. "Bear, why don't you stay here and protect Michael while I'm gone. You know I'll go to the library and you'll just be bored there."
Bear nodded.
"Great! Kim, you're with me. And Benny..." He saw the Butterfree pointing at Lytse. "Okay. I'll have Kim, Varina and Merlin with me." He heard Bear huff at the mention of Varina. "Be kind, Bear." He stroke the fur on the top of his head. "I won't be long."
He walked back to where Michael and Niccia were and picked up the keystone of Varina, his Furret followed him. "Let's go, Varina," he said, tapping on the keystone. "We have heroic reading to do!" He turned to Michael. "I'm going to check the newspapers, see what I can learn there."

Michael's look saddened and he nodded. When he had come to Kanto it had been to explore the region and when he had met Niccia he really had wanted to go with her and help her. But when they had arrived at Goldenrod and he had that long talk with his uncle to explain what he had done and who Niccia was, that's when he had told him about the disappearance of his father. He hoped his uncle would discover something useful.

This time the flight wasn't as sudden, and Ethan was actually able to enjoy the short travel through the air. He held onto Gaia's arms, even though he knew she'd be strong enough to hold him, it still felt safer this way. Even though the flight had been gentle, he was glad to feel the ground under his feet again.

Ethan went to the hatch and tried to pull it open. "Locked," he sighed. Of course it was. "Forget it," he grumbled, kicking the hatch, gentle enough to avoid any damage done, but hard enough to vent some frustration. He turned his back at it and looked at the dragon woman. He definitely wasn't going to use her as punching bag, even though she had offered it.

He was about to suggest something else to do when agent Barow joined them. He looked at Gaia, carefully hiding any contempt he felt for this monster. "I heard you're coming with us tonight. Make sure to wear a cloak, you'll draw too much attention to us otherwise." He turned to Ethan. "Come with me for a moment, we'll practice a little more so you're ready for tonight."

Ethan nodded and looked at Gaia. "I guess," he said, gesturing to the other agent, "I've got something to do."



"Tomorrow?" Benjamin repeated and he nodded. "Sure, I've got nothing special planned. If you're a morning person maybe we can have a coffee somewhere. This place or another coffee shop, around 9 or so. " He looked at April, he wasn't sure why she wanted to talk with him, but he didn't mind.
So Ethan won't get the job to try and kill Gaia then. But capturing her and doing experiments on her, that is something mr. Johnson can do very well. And he'll be interested in the pay-out too. So yes, let's do that.

I think it would make the best story if Steph and Benjamin are not in touch during the time skip. Maybe Benjamin wanted to, but he couldn't reach her, because she lost her phone or something and when she gets a new one she only has Aprils number in it.
And then they run into each other.

It would definitely be in character for Benjamin to try and stay in touch with everyone, including Harriet.
Mabel flew to a tall building and landed on the roof. She gently let the two Pokémon on the ground and settled on the grass. She had picked this roof, because it had a rooftop-garden. And because it was one of the tallest buildings there was a great view of the city, with no shade from nearby buildings.
She lay down on her belly and closed her eyes as the warm beams of the sun caressed her skin. "I do this with Blaze when I have the chance," she said, opening her eyes again and looking at Charcoal. "Your kind likes warm weather, don't they?"

Mindy looked back when Fez spoke, although she was unable to understand the words. She flashed a smile at Gavin and went to the door of the first shop. It was still early, but the shop had already opened and she went inside.
There were plenty of clothes to choose from, she would let Gavin walk around and pick something he liked and give advice when he asked for it, or if he showed exceptional bad taste.

From on top of a streetlight a Meloetta looked at Mindy and Gavin. She giggled and hid from view.

Michael stared at the new colours of fur. How was this possible? Wasn't Soul a shiny Absol after all? Again he realised how little he knew about the world of Pokémon when Legendaries and their Guardians were involved. It had to be linked to that, there was no other explanation. He glanced to his uncle, who had his thumb and index finger cupped around his chin as he observed the Absol.

"Right," Andy said as he turned to Niccia and Michael. "I just came to say I'm going to Elm before he leaves and then I'll go to the library. If you need me, that's where I will be. You kids be safe." He looked at his Primeape. "I'm taking Kim and Varina with me, but I will leave Bear with you, the library is no place for him and sitting in the Pokéball all day is not good for him." He gave Michael Bears Pokéball. "If something enrages him, return him. He is still a Primeape and he still gets angry for little things. If you want I'll leave Benny here as well, his Sleeping Powder can stop Bear."
He looked from Michael to Niccia to see how they felt about it.

Benjamin looked at Ray, maybe it had been an insenstive question, but that hadn't been his intention. He decided he would ask Marc about it.
"I was," Benjamin answered the question, shrugging slightly. "Too bad no-one could help me fight the recommendation to be put in this place. The psychiatrist I was first sent to, because I saw things no-one else could, was quick to say that this place would be the best for me. I refused, but it was decided since I'm the delusional one I couldn't decide for myself. Sadly, my parents thought this really would help me." He put some beans in his mouth. "Honestly, they're good people, but like everyone else, they don't believe in ghosts. Plus, the psychiatrist had a silver tongue, he was able to take away any doubt my parents had and grossly exaggerated my condition. Even when my father carefully opted for looking around for mental hospitals and pick one that suited me, he was able to persuade them this was the best place he knew."

Geoffry didn't answer the question, he shook his head and muttered things about dogs and bullets and roses. Wherever he was in his mind, he didn't seem to be grounded in the present.
When the two Pokémon were with her, Mabel made sure they would be comfortable during the flight. She gently beat her wings and lifted into the sky, flying over the center and to the rooftop in a speed fast enough to stay in the air, but slow enough for the little Pokémon to be comfortable.

"Oh," Mindy said as she looked at Gavin. "I'm not sure. It depends on the style of clothes too. And sometimes you just have to see someone with it to say if it suits them or not. I once found a dress of which I wasn't certain about the colour and the patterns, but when I tried it on it looked really good on me." She smiled and looked ahead again, going straight to the first shop. "So we'll see what they have and go from there."
A shadow came over them and Mindy looked up, seeing Mabel fly through the air with two of Niccia's Pokémon with her. It was nice to see she had made some friends already.

Michael looked at Niccia when he heard her say 'Soul' and then he looked at the shadows she was looking at. Was Soul there? It was hard to see. The Absol stayed in the shadows. He was certain Soul would show himself, so he waited for that.

Bear and Kim rounded the corner and ran into the backyard of the Pokémon Center. Bear went to where Lytse was and readied his fists.
"Come on, sport. Show me what you got!"
Lytse sat up and raised his front paws, pushing them against Bear's fists.
"You are getting stronger each day!" Bear exclaimed.
Kim giggled as she watched it.

As the other two Pokémon were already mingling with the Pokémon, Andy took Varina's Pokéball and aimed it so that she would materialize in his arm. "Come out, Varina," he said as he tapped the Pokéball to open it. He noticed Niccia and Michael looking at some bushes and he walked over to them to see what they were looking at.
"Yeah... if it's not there I give up," Ethan sighed. There couldn't be another place where they would dump shit like that. Unless they disposed of things immediately, but companies usually weren't strict with getting rid of old things, at least not until they had enough to make it worth it to bring in a container. "We'll fly. Just ignore the fuckheads who say you can't do that."



Mr. Johnson narrowed his eyes. Were they lying? A vampire had given him documents where he had seen the mention of a high-pitch sound emitter placed between her wings, it's where he had gotten the idea. Maybe they didn't know, or they did and didn't want to tell him. Either way, he wasn't going to tell them.
"Come to my office in two days, 9 in the morning. We'll talk. I have another meeting now, so if you'll excuse me. Have a good day." He hung up and looked at Morrison, who had patiently waited at the door. "Yes?"
"Carl has wings."
Again Johnson's eyes narrowed. "Describe them."
"Large... and perhaps... angelic."
"Okay," Johnson said, nodding slowly. "Thanks. I'll deal with it."
Agent Morrison nodded as well and left the office.



"Oh, it's not really a date," Benjamin said. "We were just having lunch with two more friends. And technically you never interrupted anything. Those guys did. And Jackson and Mitch did the last time." He turned to Steph, offering her his hand. "I think a date with you will never be boring, but let's go back inside. Harriet will be worried, you ran off pretty suddenly and she'll want to know everything is okay with you."
"It's their loss, not yours," Benjamin commented, but paused when trays were put on their table. The vegetables seemed soggy and the potatoes didn't have the most appetizing appearance. "I sometimes wonder what my family is doing now," he said, as he poked one of the potatoes with his fork. "I haven't had any contact with them ever since I came here. I haven't been allowed to call them, I didn't receive any calls nor any visits." He frowned as he realized something. "I haven't seen any visitors." He looked at Ray, who had been longer here than him. "No-one ever visits, right?"

Geoffry didn't let go of the fork, but he did allow Sara to keep the fork steady and guide his hand between the plate and his mouth. He continued to mutter between bites, but suddenly he clearly said: "They killed Simon," only to go back to his usual incoherent mutters straight after. He hadn't looked at Sara at any point.
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