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Current 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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Back from vacation, taking my time to roll back into roleplays and contests.
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Vacation for a week, I'm off to Finland!
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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 didn't notice Dia was back, he sat in the corner with his head in his arms, trembling over his body. He didn't even know how long he had been sitting there... it could have been minutes, it could have been days. It felt all the same. He knew he was able to deal with places like this on good days. The problem was he already had a claustrophobic attack the previous day and while he had gotten over that with the tranquillizer they had injected, ever since he felt like tiptoeing on a line. It was manageable when he kept himself busy, but he needed more room to move.




"Then we'll go for the apple pie," Marc said. "I'll go order at the counter, you can wait here, or..." he gestured to the books as he got up.
He was glad Sara was talking to him again, but he didn't feel like going into the subject of doctors. What if he'd make another remark that would make distance her again, like in the car? He didn't want to go through that again, he'd much rather see her happy and smile, as she could do here.
"Me too," Benjamin said, closing his eyes as they pressed their foreheads together. "Now that we learned you can fly, what do you want to do next?" he asked, rising to his feet and holding out his hand to help her up too.




"That is true," mr. Johnsson admitted. This was turning into an interesting conversation. Judging by the non-verbal reactions this man showed the vampire was not an ally. Intriguing. "We got a visit from him out of the blue and he had some information from us. What can you tell me about him? How did he get the information he had?"




Morrison examined Jase and eventually nodded. "Let's get Carl back to base, so they can check his injuries. I'll drive." He put his gun away and turned to Carl to help him up. "Do they know about this?" he added. "If not I'll have to report it."
He had never heard of a timberfae before, so it was possible the agency didn't know about Jase being one either. And if that was the case they would have to investigate and examine Jase to assess the potential threat he'd pose to the other agents and humans. Not that he wanted to put Jase through all that, but it was policy and the safety of humans was priority number one.
"Oh, erm, n-no, of course not," Mindy stammered in response to Frosiien's question.
"Of course he is!" Andy interjected with a grin. "But that is why we love him!"

Andy hadn't been able to resist, but when he faced Niccia again the grin faded and made way for a more serious expression. "Thank you," he said to her. "That means you two," he pointed to Michael and Niccia, "can't let your Pokémon stray too far from you. And I will stick around too. I can't leave knowing you two will continue to be a target for Darkrai because you are Mew and you both have descendants. Of course I will give you two privacy when you need it." He gave an elbow-bump to his nephew when he said that.

"That... is considerate of you," Michael said, avoiding to look at Niccia. He knew very well what his uncle was talking about and he wished he wouldn't bring that up like that.

Kim turned to Soul. "Pretty good. Andy didn't find what he wanted to at the library, but we met Articuno and went for some drinks and snacks together. They have been, erm, flirting and Frosiien's guardian doesn't like that. Oh, and someone knocked Varina out Andy's hands, but Merlin and Mitch stayed behind to take care of that."
She thought what else she should tell, but she thought she had covered everything Soul may find important.




"I'm glad it was just a misunderstanding," Merlin said as he soared above Mitch, beating his wings slowly to stay in the air. "Things are though enough as it is, the last thing they need is yet another adversary." He examined the Pokémon below. "Bring me up to speed; who are you and who was that female trainer with Andy?"
*narrows eyes* What is going on there, Seb?
"Chicken what?" Andy asked, taking his phone to look up what fajitas even were. "Right... grab your coat and your cane, we are going shopping!" He gestured to his guest so he would follow him. "We'll walk to the store just around the corner; I'll explain how it works and help you find the things you need. And I'll give you money to pay for it all."

Andy glanced at Alastor as he pulled the sleeve of his jacket over his arm. He recalled how puzzled his guest had been the night before, at the fastfood restaurant; the guy at the cash register had mentioned the concept of paying for food had seem alien to him. And Alastor had admitted he hadn't bought lunch, so it was possible he hadn't practised spending money yet.
"Have you researched the concept of money already or do you need a brief explanation?" he asked.

Benjamin sat in the cell with closed eyes, trying to rest. There was little else he could do, except for worry about Dia. Something was wrong with her and he couldn't help her. He couldn't do anything from this place, but he just had to be patient. If he showed everyone he was calm and in control, they would let him out without having to take medicine first. He was certain of that.




Marc looked from Sara to the menu and examined it for a moment. "Well, I'm always a big fan of apple pie, especially when I drink tea. We could order that."
While he didn't mind coffee, that was something he preferred to drink in the morning or at work. In the afternoon and evening he rather had a cup of tea.

He was glad Sara had opened up to him again and he promised himself he wouldn't make her go back into her shell because of something he said.
"Ohhh~" Penalopy replied. "Okay then~" She floated back, made a loop and then went to Frosiien. "That is Mindy, Gav-Gav likes her! And I like her too~"
Mindy felt her cheeks burn when the Meloetta, rather loudly, said how Gavin felt about her. She too stood up. "As Penalopy said," she said with a glance to the Meloetta, "I'm Mindy. It's a pleasure to meet you..." She wasn't sure how to greet the Pokémon, how did humans have to greet Legendary Pokémon? But since Michael had greeted Frosiien with those words it probably was okay to leave it with that.

"That is a problem," Andy said and he looked to the keystone."Varina, did you hear that? Do you have information about the Mightyena or do you think this has nothing to do with Darkrai?"




Merlin had his eyes on the Marshadow. "In that case I thank you for looking after Andy," Merlin said with a small nod of appreciation. "I will return to the others, enjoy your day, Varidol."
He nodded as a greeting and spread his wings, ready to fly back to Andy.
"Good," Benjamin said, gently touching Steph's cheek. "I don't like seeing you get hurt." He leaned in to give her a kiss on her lips.




Mr Johnsson looked at his guest, contemplating how much he could tell them. "There has been some testing by my agents, but I have yet to receive the report what they did and what the results are. We heard about certain herbs that could influence her, but we're still in the testing stages at this point." He paused as he opened a drawer. "We did find some promising leads regarding sounds and frequencies, an ally gave us the information. Since she is yours, is this perhaps part of your reports?"
He put a sheet of paper on the desk and pushed it to his guest. It was a copy of one of the pages the vampire had given him. He didn't want to show all his cards, but if this was in fact the scientist who had created her he could learn a lot from him.




"Good enough for me," Morrison said. "Now scram. I'm a busy man." He glared at the angel and then turned his back at him, showing this conversation was done.
He glanced at Carl. "You better be sorry, getting injured like a damn novice," he grumbled. Being angry came easier than showing worry, but he was glad to see Carl stabilising.

A metallic click sounded, the safety of a gun was off. Morisson held his gun with the nuzzle aimed at the ground, but it was loaded and now ready to be used. He had his eyes on Jase. "Are you still human in there?" he asked, taking in his appearance.
If there was any indication Jase was now a threat to humans, like those bloody werewolves, he would take him out, right here, right now. But since Jase had nodded to his question and had shown he could still understand humans, he'd give him a chance, one, to show he was still Jase and not a monster.
Benjamin watched Dia leave and sat against the padded wall, resting his head against the soft fabric with closed eyes. The only upside from this room was that he could make himself comfortable.
But it was boring and he didn't like sitting still, doing nothing.

The nurse Tiffany looked through the window of the door. "Your medication, Benjamin."
"Don't want it."
"That's okay, you don't have to take it."
Benjamin opened his eyes and looked at her suspiciously.
"But, we can't let you out until you do. You are a danger to others as long as you don't take them. So either you stay here to protect others, or you will take your medicine." She waited to hear if Benjamin had something to say. "We may have to keep you here for days."
Benjamin jumped up and went for the door. "You can't do that!"
"The psychiatrist was right, you really are aggressive today. Imagine if this door wasn't here and I was another patient. For their protection you have to stay here." She turned around to leave.
"Wait..."
"Do you want your pills?"
Benjamin pressed his lips together and shook his head.
"I will leave them with the guards," Tiffany promised and she walked away after giving the bottle to one of the guards.
Benjamin closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the door. He knew he wasn't insane and he knew he wasn't a danger to anyone, but he did react easier to provocation because he was here. And that had gotten him locked up. Locked up...




"Welcome," Vivian said. "I'm sure we'll meet again." After a smile and a nod, she left Josh.
It was a strange one, that new nurse. Maybe she should ask Tiffany about him too.




"I didn't take you here expecting to be paid back," Marc said. "I know you haven't done this before, but trust me, you're not supposed to pay me back when I asked you out. It will be my treat. Don't feel bad about it, okay?" He had a kind smile for you. "And besides, I will get a chance to spend time with you outside work and get to know you, while enjoying foods and drinks I never have when I'm alone, because it's not fun to go out by yourself. You're doing me a favour."
He gave one of the menu's to Sara. "What kind of pastry would you like with the tea?" he asked.
Penalopy was blissfully ignorant of Frosiien's anger when she took Andy's face, but not James. He made a mental note to inform miss Penalopy about keeping a respectful distance to this man, although experience had thought him such requests were often ignored.

Michael brought his uncle up to speed in a few words, who nodded to show he understood. Then Andy took Michael by his arm to drag him to Frosiien.
"This is my nephew," he said. "As you see, he clearly inherited his good looks from me. Michael, this lovely lady here is Frosiien, more commonly known as Articuno."
"A pleasure to meet you," Michael said politely.

Mindy could hear the conversation from where she sat and she stared at the beautiful woman. "That is Articuno?" she whispered.
That legendary Pokémon could take human forms shouldn't come as a surprise anymore, she had already met Mew and Mewtwo like that, but still. It was hard to get used to it.

As Andy introduced his nephew to Articuno, Meloetta appeared in front of Varina. "You're usually not in the company of cute humans. Why are you here? You're not tricking this cute man, are you?" She pointed to Andy when she said that and James hurried over so he could let Penalopy know she should be less forward with him. After watching Frosiien react to Penalopy holding his face he was fairly sure she didn't want to hear things that could mean competition from Meloetta.




Merlin silently took in the information and nodded. "So it seems. The percentage of Legendary Pokémon who know is very small compared to the percentage that doesn't know. I will assume he saw Andy carry the Keystone and thought Andy didn't know who resided inside, thus trying to separate them in a misguided attempt to save him." His eyes rested on the Marshadow. "Is that why you attacked?"
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