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9 days ago
Current Away from home between October 26th and November 10th. Contests will return when I'm back home!
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2 mos ago
Don't forget to vote in the writing contest! The link is in the sidebar <3
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2 mos ago
Back from vacation, taking my time to roll back into roleplays and contests.
2 mos ago
Vacation for a week, I'm off to Finland!
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3 mos ago
Note to self: reply to RPs
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Hello everyone. I'm Dutch, a mother of a 8-year old boy and I love both rp-ing and writing. Since May 2020 I'm one of the contests mods.

I started with writing Dutch stories in 2002, I was already 19 at that time. I joined a writing competition and that got me started. Soon I started to write down all the stories my over-active imagination came up with. I had my first forum rp experience in 2003 on a Dutch fantasy forum. While I continued to write, I stopped rp-ing when the particular rp and forum slowly died. In 2011 my love for rp's rekindled when I joined a site with a forum and I started to RP solely in English since that is the language of the site. This is also when I wrote my first story in English.

I've got a few 1x1 rp's going on this site and a couple more on another site. I've always been a fan of writing competitions and I joined a lot several of the ones that were hosted on this website. Now I get to host them myself and really enjoy that too.

When you come here to check if I'm online, know that even when I show as online I might not be able to respond to RP's. I open this site so that when I have time I can spend some time here, but I don't always end up with the time to do so.

If I haven't replied in a while, feel free to poke me. I don't ghost on purpose, sometimes I just forgetful and if I read your reply and accidentally closed the tab I might forget I was supposed to reply T_T

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Benjamin nodded and continued to play his game. It was intriguing that Dia could touch the card, there had to be a reason for that and he'd love to figure that out. He briefly looked at her, he couldn't imagine how it would be to be somewhere and not be able to do anything. Watching him play a game was probably not very interesting either. The game was a bust anyway, he couldn't move any cards anymore, so he put the cards away again.

"Is there anything you would like to do or is there something you would like me to draw for you?" he asked her. "I can't promise it will be good and I tend to be impressionistic in my style," he added, "I don't know if that's your thing."




"Sure, yeah," Marc said. "I'll pick you up then." He nodded to her and walked away to resume his duties for the day. He couldn't really keep his mind focussed on the mundane things like restocking supplies, but he became focussed when an alarm sounded: one of the patients had an epileptic episode and he rushed to aid her.
Benjamin opened the case and after looking up gestured to Steph. "Sit down, sit down." After a glance around he added: "I've got a chair and a bed, so take your pick. I'll be standing anyway."
He started to assemble the saxophone, looking forward to play on it. It was relaxing, and after an eventful morning and noon he definitely needed it. He glanced to Steph, it would be nice to share this with her too.




The snipers also packed up and moved back towards HQ, one of them stayed close to the female agent, just in case. Another sent a final report to mr. Johnson with his phone.




"Enter," mr. Johnson called when he heard the knocks, reading through all the reports of the agents who had been with Gaia for now. He looked up when the door opened and when he saw Harriet with a man he didn't know yet he knew what the conversation would be about.
They were swift, that was good. He clicked the reports away and opened a new file he had just begun making that day, with the limited information he had about Daz and the gems.
Benjamin shrugged and nodded, if she wanted to hold hands he didn't mind. He took her hand and walked to where the psychiatrist had her office, stopping a few steps away from the door where he let go of her hand.
"I will be in the common area," he told her. "Why don't you come see me when you're done here? Let me know how it was." He didn't leave though, he decided he'd stay there until Artemis was in the office. It didn't feel right to just leave her there.
The home of the fairy dragons

In the forest is an old oak, it’s the home of a woodnymph so never break off any branches from it. South of the oak is an animal trail, if you follow it you’ll reach an area where a sea of waist-high fern fills every inch of the ground under the oaks and beeches, the chestnuts and hazelnuts. There is no discernible path but continue south. The sun may be hard to see through the leaves, just remember that moss tends to grow on the north side of trees.

When you leave the fern behind the trees will grow in abundance, with every step south more and more trees stand tall, until the roots intertwine and cover the entire forest floor. There is barely room between the trees and the thick leaves stop the sunlight from reaching the ground, leaving the area in permanent green dusk during the day.

Once you made your way through the thick forest you will see a willow tree with its branches reaching the ground, like many trees it’s home to a woodnymph, so don’t pull any off, it will feel to her as if you’re pulling out her hair.

When you step through you arrive in a new part of the forest, everything, the ground, the trees, the rocks, are covered with a dark-green moss, adorned with red and purple flowers. Here they eat, sleep, play. Dragon fairies, their bodies not larger than your hand and with wings like a dragonfly, come in different shades of all natural colours, and they play more than anything else, often with their fairy friends.

On the mossy branches of the trees the fairy dragons make their nests, the eggs are tiny and it’s the father who stays in the nest until they hatch, if his partner is not there other fairy dragons make sure he has enough food or take over if he needs to leave the nest for a moment, but usually the female stays close to help her partner.

That’s where you will find Linda. Linda Demi Autumleaf. They keep all the names they get, her parents called her Autumnleaf, because her yellow scales resembled the falling leaves, Demi was the name her partner had given her, and Linda is the name I gave her when she said I could give her one.

Please hurry, we need her.
Benjamin looked at the card and then at Dia. "That's interesting, I've never seen a ghost do that." By the looks of it Dia was as surprised as he was. There probably was an explanation for this, but it was impossible to figure that out with the limited knowledge he had about spirits and ghosts. Just observing them wasn't enough to really now them.
He put the card on the four and put the next three cards down, but none could be used.
"After this I might draw something, if I can get a pencil from the staff." At least he wasn't classed as dangerous or unstable, so he assumed it wouldn't be a problem.




Marc had given the question some thought. "I'm done with my shift at 3, then we can go to... I don't know, maybe a museum?" He hadn't had the chance to plan anything, this date was being created on the spot, but they needed to do something before it was time for dinner. "And then we can have dinner and I'll bring you back here," he concluded. "If you're up for that."
Andy really did that in a double battle, he let his Metapod harden 4 or 5 times and then his friend let his Nidoran Double-Kick against Benny to knock out the two opponents who had been weakened enough during the battle. They won with that move XD
As Penalopy floated invisble through the store, James walked with Fez and looked curiously at the flashlight Fezhad found. "Humans can make interesting things," he commented, looking at the other items. Some seemed to be just functional, some were colourful, others had pictures of Pokémon on them or. like the flashlight, were shaped like a Pokémon.




"Thunder Fang?" Whitney asked.
"Y-yeah..." Michael said, rubbing the back of his neck. That wasn't the attack he had ordered, but it worked.

The Ice Beam hit Eevee and Whitney quickly returned her. "Miltank!" she called, calling her last Pokémon to the field. "Use your Defence Curl!"
The Miltank curled up in a ball, preparing for the battle.

"Damn..." Michael muttered. "Use your Howl, Missy! Then attack Tauros again."

"Work-Up, Tauros!" Whitney ordered and a red aura surrounded the Tauros for a moment.




Saruya yelped as the Crunch hit, but retaliated with her Reversal, using her head to deliver the blow. Her legs trembled after the attack and she panted, there wasn't much more she could take. She kept her eyes on the Mightyena, even though she wanted to check on Harry. It would be unwise to look away now.




Andy looked up when he heard Frosiien. "Since yesterday," he told her. "Darkrai tried to abduct my nephew, but our Pokémon were able to stop him. He abandoned Varina, and after talking it over with Soul it was decided a trainer would be beneficial for her and then I took her in." He looked at the Spiritomb. "I still have to get to know her, but I'm certain she'll tackle as well as Benny did when he was a Metapod."

Kim turned to Varina, knowing she wouldn't understand what Andy was going on about. "Benny once told me that the one time he used, ehm, "Tackle" as a Metapod he had hardened several times and then got double-kicked into an opponent by his ally. So... I think Andy is talking about throwing your keystone into someone. He's not really serious about that... I think."
"Standard," he said as he did the move Dia suggested. "Spider is a nice game too, I played it a few times. Freecell is my favourite, it involves more thinking and less luck." He glanced around, for a place like this, with these people around him, a mindless game was what he wanted. Alone in his room he might play a more challenging game.
It didn't look like he would win this game though.

"Is it strange to be away from Ray?" he asked, pulling the next three cards from the deck and placing a six of clubs on a seven of diamonds.
At this point he didn't care much about nurses seeing him talk to nothing, but he did keep his head down so they wouldn't notice it. He'd rather look at Dia as he talked to her, but looking at the sky and talking would definitely get the attention of the staff, whereas looking at a card game and talking to himself was not as weird.

I love bulbapedia, I use it for all the things I need to know about Pokémon.
"No country, no metal. Got it." Benjamin grinned as he looked back. "Despite what my instrument is made off, metal is not something I can produce with it, so that's fortunate for you." He went up the stairs, leading the way to his room.
When he entered it he left the door open for Steph and pulled a suitcase from under the bed. He still had no idea what he would play, but he would just improvise something.




Mr. Johnson requested an update from the snipers too, and told them they could stand down again. He had only requested them to protect the agent in case it was needed, but since Gaia had left they had no reason to stay on the roof.
They too reported Gaia had attacked something, even in her docile state she had reacted. They also reported how the agent had approached Gaia when she was in her docile state. Mr. Johnson wasn't sure how he felt about that, maybe it was just the inquisitive nature of the agent, but he would keep an eye on her.

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