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18 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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Bio

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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"Nah," Ethan said as he followed Harriet. "I didn't bring any personal things. When we joined we were told that we'd move frequently and sometimes unexpectedly. I've got nothing of personal value here."
Harriet had changed, or was only just showing who she really was. Those horns that were only visible for a brief moment were either new or had been better hidden previously.

Standing in the hallway with their bedrooms made him think of Gaia, when she had gone wild due to that device. He hoped she was okay, wherever she was.




"Don't worry, darling," Lily said. "I didn't really want to give you to them anyway, but I figured I should ask you what you wanted. Now that I know, I will fight for you. Cutting you open while conscious. How brutal. They will not lay another hand on you if I can help it. Do try to get some sleep, you are perfectly safe here."
Well, mostly. At least from that agency. She cut the connection and grabbed the phone to inform headquarters about this development and to ensure this facility would be protected against this other agency.
Benjamin watched Dia hug Ari before sitting next to him and putting her hand against his. It was just a simple touch, but it elevated his spirit. Maybe this place wasn't too bad, as he got to meet her.

A cold chill went up his spine and he shuddered slightly. He tilted his head when he heard something resembling a low laugh, but it didn't sound like anyone in this room. Maybe it had happened somewhere outside? Some of the other patients had creepy laughs. He glanced around, not feeling entirely at ease, but that feeling faded when he looked at Dia again.

"How can we help Ray when she gets out of isolation again?" he asked the others, who all knew her better than he did.
The first entry is in and we have a few more days left before the deadline! If you're working on something, now is the time for a final edit round and to submit your story.
May went by fast! There is a little over a week left before the deadline.
Morrison nodded at the idea and brought a radio to his mouth. "Barrow, meet me at this side of the building. We're going in."
As he waited for the other two agents to join him, he watched what Harriet was doing. It wasn't long before he heard two pair of footsteps hurrying in his direction and he glanced to the side to see Barrow and Ethan joining him.
"She wants to go inside her room," he said, gesturing with his head to Harriet. "We might as well check if anything entered the old base. We'll back her up, she'll get the lead for now."




"Gaia, I'm sorry I disturbed you," Lily said. "Do forgive me, darling. But I got some unsettling news and I wanted to share it with you. Some people claim you as their own and they wrote a rather threatening letter. I just want to know if you want to go back to them. I will show you the letter on the screen so you can see it for yourself. If you can read. I don't recall seeing anything about schooling in your file. Can you read, dear? Otherwise, I'll read the letter to you."

As she waited for an answer from Gaia, she glanced at the other screens. The creatures in her department were behaving well. Chiyoko was done feeding - such a precious child - and the siren boy was swimming. It still annoyed her she was tasked with testing him, but that was okay. Would she test water acidity and how his tolerance for high and low ph values were? That could be an interesting test.
Benjamin turned to Dia when she greeted him and instantly smiled. "Great, under circumstances." He turned to face Ari. "Ray is... struggling to be honest. There was a lot of anger and self-loathing in her, but that is probably due to her losing spirits that were a part of her for a long time. She will need to come to terms with that."

He sat down on the bed, unsure how he could help Ray. He wasn't trained to deal with things like that, the people working here were. But... he didn't trust them; it didn't look like they were really trying to help the people get better here. All they really wanted was that people would swallow their pills and be quiet.
Michael agreed, Kim was a great caretaker and he was sure she'd love to help out with any eggs hatching or babies born in their family. He had his attention on Necrozoma, and relaxed a little when Niccia mentioned the mood was good. He was already on bad terms with one legendary Pokémon and he didn't want to add more to that list. He was glad Darkrai wasn't here; he wouldn't have been able to enjoy this party if that was the case.

As he walked towards Nercozoma, Lytse followed him. But without warning, two hands grabbed him and he squeaked in surprise when he was suddenly lifted from the ground and brought to face to face with Netherlu, who peered intensely at him.
"I knew it!" Netherlu suddenly exclaimed. "You carry the gift of the rainbow flames, don't you? I thought I felt something familiar!" He noticed Michael had stopped. "oh surely you'll let me catch up with your Pokémon? I don't meet many who actually have my gift."

"If Lytse is okay with it, so am I," Michael replied and looked at his Pokémon.
"I-it's fine." Lytse stuttered. "You two go can go talk with Nercrozoma." When given the choice, Ho-oh was a less frightening Pokémon to be around than one who had burst through the gate, ready to fight everyone here.
Michael nodded to his Cyndaquil and turned to Niccia. "Let's go for real now," he said with a laugh.

Benny came flying back, sipping through a straw from a bottle of sweet berry juice he held in his small paws. "That was fun," he stated. "But this is tasty, almost as tasty as real nectar. Too bad there isn't any mead."
"You shouldn't be drinking mead," Andy retorted. "Your body is too small to really handle alcohol."
"Oh yes, you can understand me now." Benny giggled and turned to Frossien. "Mead is delicious, but I didn't enjoy the headache afterwards."
"Your own fault for stealing my drink."
"It smelled like honey!"
"That doesn't mean it's okay to steal it!"

"We're worried about what happened," Hacru stated. "Or, more precisely, we are worried this might happen again. So, our proposal is to leave some Pokémon with you to ensure the events of today will not be repeated."
Was there more that needed to be said? Probably, but most depending on what their father would answer. He prepared a few reasons why the idea was good in case their father wouldn't agree with the proposal.

"They say love and hate can be very close to each other, despite being opposites," Tanter said. "Love to hate someone, hate to love someone. But to be the embodiment of both... that might be more chaotic than the distortion world." He paused when the portal crackled to life and a woman stepped through. The sister they were just talking about?

Ever since I wrote a Harry Potter fic I was playing with the idea that the song of mermaids/sirens affects those that have a sexual preference for the gender of the siren who is singing. The reason there are stories about sailors being smitten by mermaids is because they fall in love with women; a male siren wouldn't have the same effect on them. But lesbians and bisexuals would be equally affected by a female siren. And the song of a male siren would affect straight women, gay men and bisexuals, but straight men and lesbians not so much.
Do you have a preference as to how siren songs affect humans in this RP? If you don't have anything ready, I have an idea we could discuss, but since you have a siren character I assume you already have a plan.
Morrison stopped when Harriet asked her question and shrugged. "Go for it," he said. "The building will be demolished soon anyway, one more broken wall won't matter." He glanced around for a moment, everything seemed clear at the moment. "I can stay on the lookout here as long as you're inside, or go inside with you if you expect trouble there."
At this moment he didn't care Harriet wasn't a human; as far as he was aware the relations with her kind were good, and she was currently a team member of his.




Lily pursed her lips as she read through the letter. Of course she'd report this to headquarters to see how they felt about a potential war with this agency, but she'd fight to have Gaia with her. She didn't have that many magnificent creatures in her care right now, and didn't want to lose one like Gaia.

After thinking about it for a moment she went to her office, pushed a button and looked at the black screen. Before contacting her boss, she decided to ask Gaia about this organisation first.
Inside Gaia's room, a panel at the wall lit up to let her know she was being called.

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