@SporkoBug Hey, question. How would you feel like an Andy-like character in the RP? I have a medieval version of him and in that story he and Trevor are friends.
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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
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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Andy turned his attention to Varina. "What you did was remarkable." He examined the Spiritomb. "I wonder if everyone throws up like that if you possess them," he muttered, more to himself than to Varina. "And if that is something only you can do, or all Spiritombs, or all ghost types." He took a small notebook and wrote down the questions her possession of Gavin had caused. "I definitely need to study ghost types more closely," he decided.
Bear grabbed Michael by the arm and pulled him to Andy. "Translate boy," he said to Michael. "Gym battle. Now. I want to take on that Miltank."
Michael, who waited until his uncle was done writing in his notebook and looked at him, decided on a loose translation. "Bear wants you to challenge Whitney to a gym battle, he wants to fight her Miltank."
Bear nodded enthusiastically.
"Sure," Andy said. "We can do that." He turned to Gavin. "Will you celebrate the victory with me? I left all my friends at Rhando and you're the most adult guy I can hang out with." Then he turned to Varina. "And we work best when we have women cheering for us," he said to her. "Will you watch our heroic battle?"
Kim giggled. "He calls everything a heroic battle," she told Varina.
"But you will cheer for us, right?" Bear asked Kim.
"Of course I will."
Mindy changed back in her normal clothes and took the dress she'd buy with her. After leaving the changing room, she looked for Niccia. When she found her, she quickly went to her. "Ready," she said. "I'm going to pay for mine. Do you want to browse some more?"
Bear grabbed Michael by the arm and pulled him to Andy. "Translate boy," he said to Michael. "Gym battle. Now. I want to take on that Miltank."
Michael, who waited until his uncle was done writing in his notebook and looked at him, decided on a loose translation. "Bear wants you to challenge Whitney to a gym battle, he wants to fight her Miltank."
Bear nodded enthusiastically.
"Sure," Andy said. "We can do that." He turned to Gavin. "Will you celebrate the victory with me? I left all my friends at Rhando and you're the most adult guy I can hang out with." Then he turned to Varina. "And we work best when we have women cheering for us," he said to her. "Will you watch our heroic battle?"
Kim giggled. "He calls everything a heroic battle," she told Varina.
"But you will cheer for us, right?" Bear asked Kim.
"Of course I will."
Mindy changed back in her normal clothes and took the dress she'd buy with her. After leaving the changing room, she looked for Niccia. When she found her, she quickly went to her. "Ready," she said. "I'm going to pay for mine. Do you want to browse some more?"
The doctor examined Ray's lungs and heart rate. "Looks like side-effects," he said. "She'll need oxygen. Get a stretcher and get her into the infirmary. I'll administer new medicine there."
One nurse rushed out of the room to get a stretcher.
Benjamin looked at Ray, she finally woke up from whatever apathetic state she had been in. "Will she be okay?" he asked.
"Don't worry," the doctor said as he turned to Benjamin. "She is in good hands."
That was something Benjamin doubted, but Ari really was having diffulties and maybe the doctor could really help her. He glanced to Ray to see what she was doing, while trying to make sure no-one noticed he was looking at nothing again. He rubbed his head.
"Are you okay?" the doctor asked.
"Headache. Took my medicine for the first time."
"Good. You'll feel better with it."
Benjamin flashed a smile, he doubted it, but if the docteo wanted to believe that, that was fine with him.
Marc stared at Sara when she shared her concern. "That would be bad, but we are trying to make them better, right? We follow the treatment plan of the psychiatrist..." his voice trailed off, Susanna hadn't been catatonic when he had arrived. The psychiatrist had assured him she had been on the path of becoming catatonic, but Sara's words made him doubt. That male patient, Simon, that had gone home so abruptly... "I mean," he continued, "doctors do want their patients to get better, right?" He sounded as if he wanted to believe that and he looked at Sara in the hopes to get a confirmation.
One nurse rushed out of the room to get a stretcher.
Benjamin looked at Ray, she finally woke up from whatever apathetic state she had been in. "Will she be okay?" he asked.
"Don't worry," the doctor said as he turned to Benjamin. "She is in good hands."
That was something Benjamin doubted, but Ari really was having diffulties and maybe the doctor could really help her. He glanced to Ray to see what she was doing, while trying to make sure no-one noticed he was looking at nothing again. He rubbed his head.
"Are you okay?" the doctor asked.
"Headache. Took my medicine for the first time."
"Good. You'll feel better with it."
Benjamin flashed a smile, he doubted it, but if the docteo wanted to believe that, that was fine with him.
Marc stared at Sara when she shared her concern. "That would be bad, but we are trying to make them better, right? We follow the treatment plan of the psychiatrist..." his voice trailed off, Susanna hadn't been catatonic when he had arrived. The psychiatrist had assured him she had been on the path of becoming catatonic, but Sara's words made him doubt. That male patient, Simon, that had gone home so abruptly... "I mean," he continued, "doctors do want their patients to get better, right?" He sounded as if he wanted to believe that and he looked at Sara in the hopes to get a confirmation.
Hm, wasn't it something like Barrow?
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I like Barrow, if it wasn't that, I say we pretend it was always that.
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I like Barrow, if it wasn't that, I say we pretend it was always that.
Now I'll have to read back, I forgot what name I gave the partner of agent Morisson XD
Benjamin returned the hug and gently stroke her hair. Some blood from her wrist and droplets that fell from her head landed on his clothes, but that was the last of his worries. Steph had come back to him. He held her tight. There were several things he wanted to say, but Mike's words kept him from doing that. Don't make this about you
"Steph, shall we ask for a new room for you? Or would you like to stay at mine?"
Mike relaxed a bit when Harriet showed her usual gentle smile and didn't talk about violence anymore. He nodded when she mentioned giving the culprits an earful of her mind. He didn't mind how much she would scold them, but the implications of before were something he didn't want to be a part of.
"I don't really have any plans for the night," he said. "You?"
With a gesture of his hand, agent Morisson allowed Jase to take the lead. He certainly didn't mind to be on first-name basis with Jase, but he did wonder what his regular partner would think of all this. He was less accepting of all those beasts and unknown creatures, and it was part of the reason they were able to hunt so well together. Vampires, werewolves, demons, they had hunted them all, but vampires were their speciality.
"Steph, shall we ask for a new room for you? Or would you like to stay at mine?"
Mike relaxed a bit when Harriet showed her usual gentle smile and didn't talk about violence anymore. He nodded when she mentioned giving the culprits an earful of her mind. He didn't mind how much she would scold them, but the implications of before were something he didn't want to be a part of.
"I don't really have any plans for the night," he said. "You?"
With a gesture of his hand, agent Morisson allowed Jase to take the lead. He certainly didn't mind to be on first-name basis with Jase, but he did wonder what his regular partner would think of all this. He was less accepting of all those beasts and unknown creatures, and it was part of the reason they were able to hunt so well together. Vampires, werewolves, demons, they had hunted them all, but vampires were their speciality.
Lytse looked at Soul. "Thank you," he whispered. He wanted to say more, but it was hard to capture everything he felt in words and he hoped it was enough. What Soul did was exceptional, amazing, and he couldn't believe a Guardian would do this, but he was glad and happy and grateful. "Thank you so much," he added, which still didn't feel like it covered it, but it would have to do.
Michael didn't say anything, but he had a grateful smile for Soul. "Now you don't have to fear being alone ever again," he said to his Cyndaquil. "Not that I would ever willingly abandon you."
"I know," Lytse whispered.
Andy laughed when Frosiien asked if Benny remembered. "He should, I often remind him." He cupped a hand next to his mouth. "Hey Benny, remember that time when you drank my mead and got wasted?"
"I remember a delicious drink and a massive headache," Benny replied. "Do you remember when Merlin and I had to fly you home after a night of drinking?"
Bear started laughing.
Andy grinned and turned to Frosiien. "I don't know what he said, but I'm sure he's right."
"Michael won't know what to say when he sees you in this dress," Mindy replied. "I'm going to change again and we'll go see if there is a place where they sell ribbons." She giggled softly. "I'm sure they know that if girls go shopping it may take a while."
She enjoyed spending time with Niccia, she was a nice girl and Michael and her made a cute pair.
Michael didn't say anything, but he had a grateful smile for Soul. "Now you don't have to fear being alone ever again," he said to his Cyndaquil. "Not that I would ever willingly abandon you."
"I know," Lytse whispered.
Andy laughed when Frosiien asked if Benny remembered. "He should, I often remind him." He cupped a hand next to his mouth. "Hey Benny, remember that time when you drank my mead and got wasted?"
"I remember a delicious drink and a massive headache," Benny replied. "Do you remember when Merlin and I had to fly you home after a night of drinking?"
Bear started laughing.
Andy grinned and turned to Frosiien. "I don't know what he said, but I'm sure he's right."
"Michael won't know what to say when he sees you in this dress," Mindy replied. "I'm going to change again and we'll go see if there is a place where they sell ribbons." She giggled softly. "I'm sure they know that if girls go shopping it may take a while."
She enjoyed spending time with Niccia, she was a nice girl and Michael and her made a cute pair.
Benjamin frowned at Ray, it was odd she was so unresponsive. But first things first, Ari needed help. He went to the emergency button and pressed it. It didn't take long for the first nurse to arrive, it was Tiffany again. A doctor arrived soon after.
"Oh, hey," Benjamin said. "Ray is having difficulties breathing, she says it hurts. It could be the meds."
As the doctor moved in to examine Ray, Tiffany looked at Benjamin. "How are you feeling?" she asked.
"Headache," he said.
"And have you been seeing anything since you took them?"
He glanced at Ray, sitting on the bed. "Check my file, I never said I saw things all the time. But right now I don't see things I'm not supposed to see."
Marc got the hint of not going deeper into what Sara had said and nodded. "It was nice working there, the regular department was a blessing. Working with older people was a joy. The closed department was tough though, I worked with old people with dementia or other mental illnesses. I got shouted at, hit, mistaken for a son or a grandson. It never got easy, but it was fulfilling in a way." He paused as he drank from the tea. "But it was always the end of the line, we took care of them to make their last years as pleasant as possible. I hope that where I work now I can contribute to getting people back to health and see them leave through the front door."
"Oh, hey," Benjamin said. "Ray is having difficulties breathing, she says it hurts. It could be the meds."
As the doctor moved in to examine Ray, Tiffany looked at Benjamin. "How are you feeling?" she asked.
"Headache," he said.
"And have you been seeing anything since you took them?"
He glanced at Ray, sitting on the bed. "Check my file, I never said I saw things all the time. But right now I don't see things I'm not supposed to see."
Marc got the hint of not going deeper into what Sara had said and nodded. "It was nice working there, the regular department was a blessing. Working with older people was a joy. The closed department was tough though, I worked with old people with dementia or other mental illnesses. I got shouted at, hit, mistaken for a son or a grandson. It never got easy, but it was fulfilling in a way." He paused as he drank from the tea. "But it was always the end of the line, we took care of them to make their last years as pleasant as possible. I hope that where I work now I can contribute to getting people back to health and see them leave through the front door."
Benjamin listened to all the things Steph was sorry for and didn't belong to as he kept an eye on the wounds. "Honestly," he began when she was done, "Mike and I will probably argue about this again in the future if he continues to be shortsighted in the matter, but real friendships can survive disagreements and I know Mike values our friendship as much as I do. As for the rest of it." He shrugged. "It's not your fault you are a demon or that I fell in love with you. And if you feel like you don't belong here, maybe you should look for a place you can feel at home and if you want to do that alone I will let you, but I won't stop loving you. And I don't know what I deserve or who even gets to decide what someone deserves, but I don't want someone else and I'm not even going to look for someone else." He touched her cheek to wipe away some of the tears. "I love you, horns and wings included. Shall we go to the infirmary and see if they can help us with the wounds?"
Mike stepped back when Harriet showed her sharp teeth in her grin and suggested scaring the culprits into submission; he was certain he didn't want to be a part of that.
"I-I don't think I can help you," he said with a stutter caused by a sudden spike of fear. For the first time he was uncomfortable with being with Harriet alone.
"Then don't laugh," Morisson said, as if it was that simple.
He helped Carl on a bed that another nurse rolled in and then watched the nurses riding him to the back for treatment.
"Shall we report to the boss?" he asked without looking at Jase.
Mike stepped back when Harriet showed her sharp teeth in her grin and suggested scaring the culprits into submission; he was certain he didn't want to be a part of that.
"I-I don't think I can help you," he said with a stutter caused by a sudden spike of fear. For the first time he was uncomfortable with being with Harriet alone.
"Then don't laugh," Morisson said, as if it was that simple.
He helped Carl on a bed that another nurse rolled in and then watched the nurses riding him to the back for treatment.
"Shall we report to the boss?" he asked without looking at Jase.
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