@BladeSS4I put a little something on your path. Between Salenea and you, Gabe had the last post, so I'd say it's up to you for the next post.
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STATUS: First writing contest after my hiatus went well. Now to start planning the next. Keep an eye on the sidebar! 22 days ago
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First writing contest after my hiatus went well. Now to start planning the next. Keep an eye on the sidebar!
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Away from home until the end of July.
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Away from home between October 26th and November 10th. Contests will return when I'm back home!
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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
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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@FrizanI understand if you're busy, but the contest closed a while ago. When do you think we can expect the voting thread?
"Yes," Meloetta whispered. "But have you seen that Cyndaquil? Now that is a cutie." She paused, floating in the air as she watched Michael and his companion. "I'm going to greet him!" She floated to him without waiting for an answer of Niccia, or anyone else for that matter, and almost collided with Michael, going around him just in time and she grabbed his face with her two arms. "You have nice eyes, I see why Niccia likes you~"
"T-thanks..." Michael said, unsure what more he could say about that.
Benny nodded as he watched the Meloetta holding Michael's face. What he wanted more was to go and find Andy, but someone had to stay with Bear. Even though he had his temper under control these days, there were always things that could make him lose control.
He looked at Li, the Pokémon looked around as if searching for something. Maybe he would have to check with him, but he decided to keep an eye on the situation from here. With his Compound Eyes he could see very clear.
Andy nodded as Frosiien spoke. "With "'close' I mean that you spend time with them, that you like spending time with them, and that there is a mutual trust or a form of caring." He hoped he would get close to Frosiien too, he definitely liked spending time with her, but it was too soon to establish the mutual trust or a form of caring.
Kim followed after Andy, listening to their conversation. She had her eyes on the keystone, where Varina was staying.
"T-thanks..." Michael said, unsure what more he could say about that.
Benny nodded as he watched the Meloetta holding Michael's face. What he wanted more was to go and find Andy, but someone had to stay with Bear. Even though he had his temper under control these days, there were always things that could make him lose control.
He looked at Li, the Pokémon looked around as if searching for something. Maybe he would have to check with him, but he decided to keep an eye on the situation from here. With his Compound Eyes he could see very clear.
Andy nodded as Frosiien spoke. "With "'close' I mean that you spend time with them, that you like spending time with them, and that there is a mutual trust or a form of caring." He hoped he would get close to Frosiien too, he definitely liked spending time with her, but it was too soon to establish the mutual trust or a form of caring.
Kim followed after Andy, listening to their conversation. She had her eyes on the keystone, where Varina was staying.
Andy chuckled at the praise, at least it was a good attempt. Not that the Laizu was wrong, but he could tell Alastor felt superior over humans. He listened to the question and laughed at the clarification.
"Small talk," Andy stated, still grinning, "very good. A few more days and you'll fit right in! Faking interest in other people's lives is an important part of our lives. As for your question..." he shrugged. "One day you are primordial ooze, the next day you have to take care of people accidentally cutting themselves, or falling down a ladder, or getting run over by a car while being on the bike." He walked to a cabinet and opened the door, pulling a bottle with a gold-like liquid from it. "The day was eventful, but it was a rather regular day at work."
He examined the label of the bottle before he turned to his quest. "Would you like to try a whisky? It's a kind of alcohol, the bane of humanity, but I like it and it doesn't cause any problems in moderation." He examined the Laizu. "I don't know how your body or mind will react to the alcohol though."
"Small talk," Andy stated, still grinning, "very good. A few more days and you'll fit right in! Faking interest in other people's lives is an important part of our lives. As for your question..." he shrugged. "One day you are primordial ooze, the next day you have to take care of people accidentally cutting themselves, or falling down a ladder, or getting run over by a car while being on the bike." He walked to a cabinet and opened the door, pulling a bottle with a gold-like liquid from it. "The day was eventful, but it was a rather regular day at work."
He examined the label of the bottle before he turned to his quest. "Would you like to try a whisky? It's a kind of alcohol, the bane of humanity, but I like it and it doesn't cause any problems in moderation." He examined the Laizu. "I don't know how your body or mind will react to the alcohol though."
Work at the emergency care department had been hectic, as usual. Much to Andy's relief there were no more unusual cases, no more Laizus had fallen from the sky and the news hadn't reported about any incidents in the city. When the last patient he had to treat was diagnosed and stable he signed the form to transfer the patient to the appropriate department and let his colleagues take over.
Before going home, Andy made a stop at an electronics store and when he found what he needed he paid for it and continued home. He didn't know if his guest would be home or not, but he wasn't going to serve him fast food again. Not that he enjoyed cooking and he didn't even know what vegetables his guest would like, but he would be able to prepare a meal. With a bit of luck the Laizu would have hidden cooking skills.
Daydreaming about that, Andy drove to the building where his apartment was.
After parking his car, Andy went inside and took the elevator up. Once he reached his flat, he went inside. "I'm home," he announced, in case his guest was here as well.
Before going home, Andy made a stop at an electronics store and when he found what he needed he paid for it and continued home. He didn't know if his guest would be home or not, but he wasn't going to serve him fast food again. Not that he enjoyed cooking and he didn't even know what vegetables his guest would like, but he would be able to prepare a meal. With a bit of luck the Laizu would have hidden cooking skills.
Daydreaming about that, Andy drove to the building where his apartment was.
After parking his car, Andy went inside and took the elevator up. Once he reached his flat, he went inside. "I'm home," he announced, in case his guest was here as well.
"I'm glad you had fun with that," Benjamin said. "If you want to see if you can go forward, we can go around the mansion. I'll race you."
He was certain he would lose that race, but it was a challenge and he didn't mind the physical activity. He hadn't done enough of that lately, so this would be a good excuse.
"I will help you off this shitty fucking planet if you won't release Carl," Morrison growled, narrowing his eyes when they threatened to take Jase and himself to their Elders too. One move from that fucking fake angel and he'd shoot.
He glanced at Jase to see which one he was getting when he saw the hood drop. "What the fuck, Jase? What happened to you?"
He was certain he would lose that race, but it was a challenge and he didn't mind the physical activity. He hadn't done enough of that lately, so this would be a good excuse.
"I will help you off this shitty fucking planet if you won't release Carl," Morrison growled, narrowing his eyes when they threatened to take Jase and himself to their Elders too. One move from that fucking fake angel and he'd shoot.
He glanced at Jase to see which one he was getting when he saw the hood drop. "What the fuck, Jase? What happened to you?"
Marc messed up and now he's rambling XD Poor thing.
Benjamin watched the hand on his wrist, the hand he could feel. The sudden pounding startled him and he looked at the door, but when Dia shuffled closer to him and apologized, he smiled at her. "Don't worry about that," he said. "They want to believe I imagine things anyway. I really am glad you are here."
He reached out tentatively and brushed with his fingers over her cheek. "How is this possible?" he whispered.
The guard looked uncomfortable for a moment and then he nodded. "Yes, of course. We should have compassion for our patients, they don't know any better. That is why I don't understand their resistance. They could live a normal life if they would just follow the treatment." He looked at the other guard for confirmation. "Right?"
"Right. We are here to help them be normal again."
Marc noticed the difference in her tone. "I'm sorry," he said. "I..." he wasn't exactly sure what words he had spoken were wrong, but he was certain he had said something wrong. "If you'd rather not go out..." he began, unsure what to say to make things right again, "but I'm sure, or at least I hope, you'll like this place I have in mind for a drink. But we can't eat there and, erm, well, this date is not about what I like, what you like is equally important. So, if you don't like something, please tell me, okay?"
He reached out tentatively and brushed with his fingers over her cheek. "How is this possible?" he whispered.
The guard looked uncomfortable for a moment and then he nodded. "Yes, of course. We should have compassion for our patients, they don't know any better. That is why I don't understand their resistance. They could live a normal life if they would just follow the treatment." He looked at the other guard for confirmation. "Right?"
"Right. We are here to help them be normal again."
Marc noticed the difference in her tone. "I'm sorry," he said. "I..." he wasn't exactly sure what words he had spoken were wrong, but he was certain he had said something wrong. "If you'd rather not go out..." he began, unsure what to say to make things right again, "but I'm sure, or at least I hope, you'll like this place I have in mind for a drink. But we can't eat there and, erm, well, this date is not about what I like, what you like is equally important. So, if you don't like something, please tell me, okay?"
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Did you report that hidden post? I just noticed it and WTF o_O
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