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8 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 listened to Dia, it was nice hearing about her life. And a special life too, with alchemists and kings. Two guards approached them and he stopped, watching them.
"The psychiatrist has time for you now," one of them said.
"Oh, I-" he Benjamin began.
"You don't have anything better to do," the guard reminded him. "Unless you have invisible friends to hang out with."
Benjamin straightened his back, if he would admit that the guard would tell the psychiatrist. "Fine, I'll go," he grumbled and walked with the guards.

When he reached the office he saw guards bringing Ray too, but before he could say anything the door opened and he got pushed inside.
"Welcome Benjamin," Vivian said. "Take a seat."
Reluctantly Benjamin took a seat and waited for whatever lecture was there to come.

Marc examined Sara's clothes. "They look fine to me. A girl doesn't need to dress up to hang out with me." He walked to the door, waiting there for Sara before stepping out. His car was parked not too far away from the entrance.
"Are we going for a drink first?" he asked.
@Frizan For this contest, do we have to end the story with obtaining the treasure, or is it sufficient to set the goal to obtain it and start the journey?

The idea I have will be bigger than 2000 words, so I will either need to take some shortcuts through exposition or not end with a treasure in their possession.
Sure! when he is out killing some vamps or putting a silver bullet in a werewolf's brain. Or when he listens to Enya (of course he'll be in a double bad mood if someone disturbs him)

Comedian Steve Hughes, a heavy metal fan, talked about listening to Enya and I love how he described her music.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a7TzJezL07s
When writing this post I couldn't stop thinking about Men In Black 1, where K scolded J that the only reason people could live their happy lives was that they did not know about the alien threat.

And Morisson is annoyed with those angel boys now, creating all that extra work. He's not in a good mood.
Benjamin nodded when Steph mentioned the poltergeist and the gems. But she had mentioned her body twice now and not in a positive way. "Have you tried flying?" he asked her. "Your body may have changed, but if you explore it you may discover you can do all sorts of cool things now. You didn't die when you got shot, that is amazing! Although unless you know why you didn't die I wouldn't recommend trying that again."




Morisson made a derogatory sound. If those men really were Angels they had just created a whole lot of extra work for their organisation. "Didn't we make an agreement with the Angels that they would lay low so people wouldn't get scared? The masses can't handle the knowledge of the paranormal being real." He sighed as he quickly went over the options they had. "We may need to launch a cover-up story about the Angels being a cult or a gang that police managed to disband after we're done."




When the helicopter landed the agents entered it, carefully bringing the female agent in and securing her to the floor in her cocoon.
"We're in the helicopter," the leader reported. "On our way back."
The helicopted lifted into the sky and flew the team back to the base.
"I think most consider their life normal and not interesting to talk about," Benjamin said. "In the end I just want to get to know you, but you don't have to share anything you're uncomfortable sharing." He looked at the drawing in his hands, it was for Dia, but he couldn't get it to Ray just yet. He took a turn and started heading to his room. He would put it there until he had the opportunity to get it in Ray's room.

Marc stepped into the hall and joined Sara at the reception desk. He nodded to Sophie and flashed a smile, but he soon turned to Sara. "I'm sorry if I made you wait," he said. "Ready to go?"

After Marc had left, Vivian went to the security office and turned to four orderlies. "I need two of you to fetch Benjamin for me, tell him I had an opening in my schedule and want to talk about his progress now. I know he has nothing else to do right now, no scheduled appointments. The other two have to get Ray, let her wait outside my office while I talk to Benjamin."

As the guards left, Vivian returned to her own office with a pleased smile. She would get some results today, she knew it.
The necklace of Mabel pulsated with the purple light and a faint beeping sound emitted from it. As she got closer to Mindy both the pulsating and beeping got faster. When Mabel spotted Mindy she flew straight towards her and when she was close enough the pendant died out. She landed in front of them, gently lowering the two Pokémon.

"We're done shopping," Mindy told her Pokémon. "And we picked up some friends, but they will stay hidden as long as we are in public."

"Guarding them is not easy sometimes," James agreed, which reminded him of something and he walked closer to Fez. "Doesn't Dausiin have a Guardian?" he whispered. "Miss Penalopy prefers to hang out close to humans, it's been a while since we mingled with the other legendary Pokémon."




Saruya followed Harry and kept her eyes on the Butterfree. "Benny! Did anything happen?"
"They won the gym battle."
"Nothing else?"
Benny flew alongside Saruya now, flying back to where Michael and Niccia were. "No. Did something happen?"
"We'll explain."
Benny nodded and stayed with her, flying as fast as he could to keep up with the Arcanine.

Michael watched the strange Arcanine approach and his jaw dropped when he heard Sparky exclaim his name. "Is that Harry?"
He noticed Saruya too, with Benny flying alongside her. Both Arcanine seemed to be in a hurry, but their body language didn't show any sign of happiness to see them. "Something is wrong..." he muttered.




"Two water with a straw then," Andy said, the waiter faithfully registering the order on his device. "That's it."
"Okay, coming right up," the waiter said as he finalised the order and walked away.

Andy turned to Frosiien and Varina. "Yes about that whole guardian-thing. Varina, I don't know what your tasks used to be, but hanging out with me will probably mean you will have a lot less to do. Although I may need some occasional protection from professor Maple's wrath...""Wrath he probably deserves," Kim added. "Professor Maple is really not a bad person, but their personalities conflict sometimes. She takes everything serious and Andy, well, doesn't..." She didn't want Varina to get a bad impression of the professor even before meeting her.

"I'm the leader of my group," Benjamin said. "I don't think the guys will like it if I'll leave, but at least I don't have to ask permission first. And I'm not talking about leaving immediately." He sighed, going with his hand through his hair. "It's just a... back-up plan. Mike and Ethan are immersing themselves in the organisation and get assignments to do. They seem actually useful for the organisation and I'm not. Ghosts aren't even a threat to humans, they move through anything solid. They just are there and the organisation will never be interested in them."




"We've got the location marked," the leader heard Rudrig say in his radio. "We will keep an eye on them. I will need a full report from you when you are back at HQ and when the agents is awake I need a full report from her too."
"Roger that. We are on our way to the rendezvous point."
He led his men back to the place where a helicopter would pick them up.




Morrison glanced at Carl, and then at Jase when he said he'd sit in the back. He shrugged and went to the passenger seat, he couldn't care less where he had to sit as long as this mission would be over soon.
"Supposed Angel sighting," he said. "Do we have more details? All I heard was that I had to investigate that with you two."
"I would love to learn more about your life," Benjamin said. "If it's... not painful to talk about it." His hand moved an inch, he had wanted to touch Dia, her arm or shoulder, just something to let her know he was there for her. But when he realized he couldn't he stopped himself and relaxed his arm again.

Marc walked to the reception desk, but before he was there Vivian stepped in front of him.
"Going out with Sara now?" she asked, a sweet smile on her face.
"Uhm, yeah."
"Keep an eye on her, she may look stable, but I do keep her here with a reason."
Marc nodded. "I will."
"I trust you. It's the only reason why I agreed with it."
Marc stood proudly and nodded. "Thank you, I won't disappoint you."
Vivian smiled broadly. "Thank you, Marc. Have a great day."
As Vivian walked away, Marc continued to the reception desk. He hoped Sara wasn't waiting for him, he hadn't anticipated to be stopped on his way out, but to think the head psychiatrist trusted him like that made him feel good.
Faint sounds penetrated his sleep, Andy turned to his side, to his other side, and opened his eyes. It sounded like... someone was in his house. Burglar? Then he recalled he had a guest. He was so used to living alone that the sound of someone else opening doors and walking around had broken his morning slumber.

Should he go back to sleep? Or see what his guest was up to?

Curiosity won and he got up, aided by a complaining bladder, and he grabbed a morning robe as he left his room. Scratching his head, his messy hair falling around his face almost reached his shoulders. He'd grab a band to bind his hair if he would decide to stay up.

First he went to the kitchen where he heard some sounds coming from. He poked his head in and looked at Alastor, rummaging through the fridge. "That's mustard," he said when he saw the jar in Alastor's hand. "It's really spicy. It's good with cheese but only in small amounts, for a bit extra flavour."
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