Loksfjoer is a Contest Moderator.
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7 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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"I lack the skills to do it myself," Benjamin said. "Maybe Harriet or Mike can help?" He turned to look at the door, he could hear their voices outside, so they were still here. "I have no idea what Harriet can or can't do, but Mike might know some basic first aid that can help."

Mike didn't reply to Harriet's question and watched her leave. He cast his eyes down as he put his hands in his pocket; he wasn't sure what to do next, but he didn't want to leave just yet. Ben may need a friend after this and he wanted to be here for him.




Mr. Johnsson looked at Jase. "And what if one of our agents would hurt Carl by accident, or because you misunderstand the situation. Will you attack them too?"

"Jase didn't go feral," agent Morrison said. "I was safe. And if agents will hurt Carl like those fallen angels had, there really isn't anything to misunderstand and those agents would be a danger to our organisation. And he didn't kill any of the fallen angels."

Mr. Johnsson nodded. "You did put in a notice about feeling jumpy around the full moon, suspecting a form of lycanthropy. If you transformed during the day it's probably not that. What are you?"
Benjamin watched Ray drop through the bed and moments later roll out from under it. What had made her so afraid? He watched the doctor and nurses leave with Ari in Ray's body and once the last one left the room, he quickly closed the door.
"Ray, pull yourself together," he said, looking at her and he stepped closer to her. "What happened?"




Marc remembered Benjamin asking about Simon and seeing the notification he had gone home. He had assumed it had happened after his shift, but the fact Sara mentioned it as an odd case made him think about it again.
"Well, I mean, some treatments take a long time," he said, although he sounded unsure. "This is the first time I'm working at a place like this, but the others told me they have long-term treatments there..." He finished his tea and looked at his book. "How many people have you seen get released from the facility? Seen, not just heard about."
"Sometimes, yes," Andy said. "We've been together for a long time; you learn to understand each other when you've been together long enough. And Bear is fairly easy to read. But take Benny, I know he teased me back when I teased him with the mead, but I really don't know what he said."
Bear had let go of Andy's arm, pleased that his trainer was following and exciting to take on that Miltank himself, and lead the way to the gym.

"It did," Michael said. "We won." He looked at the Pokémon; some were watchful, others preferred to snooze in the sun. Merlin had probably been up during the night and needed to catch up on the sleep. And the Dragonite just seemed to enjoy lying in the sun.
"They were really good," Benny said, as it looked like Michael wouldn't. "Niccia's Pokémon are really strong and even though Michael didn't have Anthony and Missy for a long time yet, they fought well together." He turned to Michael. "I'm sure Merlin will help you train Anthony if you ask him. He won't admit it, but I bet he'll love taking a young, inexperienced bird under his wing."

As both had gotten the bag with their dress in it, Mindy turned to the door so they could find the second item for her outfit. Surely there would be a place in the shopping street where she could find ribbons.
"Before Merlin put her to sleep the moment she emerged from her Pokéball so you could return her," Mindy said, looking at Sparky. "Why are you keeping her out now? Wasn't it dangerous?"
Hello everyone,

as Ruby already announced in the News, I am a new contest mod. I'm here to strengthen the contest team and I'm looking forward to it. The announcement was two days ago and I thought it was time to introduce myself and let you know what I've been doing ever since the announcement.

I've been participating in the writing contests on this site ever since mdk started RPGC#1 5 years ago, which is also when I joined the Guild and started roleplaying here.
As for what I've been doing since the announcement: right now I'm getting in touch with the other contest mods to talk things through and I'm working out the details for my first contest.

Unless Frizan has something planned already, I will launch a new contest on June 1st. So keep an eye on the contest section.

I look forward to hosting some contests for you all and I hope you will enjoy them.
"Well, you can't stay here," Benjamin said. "But maybe we can focus on your wounds first and decide on a place to sleep later." He got up and looked around, holding out his hand to Steph to help her up as well. "We can always repaint this room. I can get some paint in the morning and spend the rest of tomorrow cleaning this room up."

"The food at the cafeteria isn't bad," Mike said. "I don't know what's on the menu today, but that's where I will eat." He paused, looking at the open door of Steph's room. He didn't fully trust Steph, but this was just mean.
If she really was dangerous she just had to be sent back to her own realm, but unless Benjamin suffered physically or mentally from being with a Succubus, she didn't have to be sent anywhere.




Morrison looked at Jase and then knocked on the door before opening it and poking his head in the room. "Got a moment?" he asked and when he saw their boss nod, he opened the door further and entered, leaving it open for Jase to follow.
"The Angels causing trouble were Fallen Angels. They promised to behave now." He glanced back to Jase. "There is another matter to discuss though. Carl got injured, but he'll live. And Jase...transformed."
"Of course not," the doctor said to Ray, not knowing it wasn't really Ray in that body. "I'm here to help."

Benjamin watched the real Ray standing beside the doctor and mimicking him. "Ray!" he said with a hint of anger in his voice. Ari was in pain and she was goofing around with the doctor?

The doctor turned to Benjamin. "Is there a problem?" he asked.

"Well..." Benjamin began, not knowing what he could say that would make his outburst less suspicious, "her asking not to kill her is preposterous, isn't it? What doctor would kill their patients?"

The doctor seemed pleased with the answer and nodded. He turned his attention to the door when a stretcher was rolled in and two nurses took Ray's body to move her from the bed to the stretcher, so she could be treated for her breathing difficulties in the infirmary.




"You can buy the books," Marc said. "And if you don't have enough I'll buy it for you." He seemed to be elsewhere with his mind though and after a moment he looked at Sara. "Sara... I'm not a doctor, I'm a nurse, but I learned a bit about medicine and illnesses too. And Carol's case... it's odd. Don't you think?"
He'll have a more medievally name here: Andrus.

I'm sure Seb would survive
Because before getting into the land of the dwarves we'll come across fortresses at the border between the human kingdom and the dwarven kingdom. If we were to run into any trouble along the way because the men of the king catch up, Trevor will know one fortress our group will be safe, because his friend and a commander of the army is stationed there.
At Gnol's remark about his death stare, Trevor glared at the dwarf. This journey could be pleasant if others wouldn't bother him. His horse was calm, surprisingly so considering there were dragons here.
"You trained your horse well," the big dragon in the back rumbled.
"I have no use for a skittish horse," Trevor replied curtly.

"I'm afraid of heights," Meria stated. "If the dragons will walk I'll gladly accept the invitation to ride on one, but if they will fly, I will walk."
"But flying is fun!" Linda said as she flew around Meria's head.
"For you, perhaps," Meria replied.
Mikhal turned to Meria. "I wouldn't let you walk alone," he said. "When Bäckahäst joins us we could fly, Bäckahäst is certainly fast enough to keep up with them, but until then I guess it will be walking pace." He gestured to Alan. "And he is right too; if anyone is looking for dragons they will see us flying. Going the first part on ground is probably safer."

Rachel gave Fiona a tap on her neck and the yellow dragon beat her wings and lifted into the sky. It looked like everyone was ready and it was time to fly to their base. The place would probably be deserted; the Silver Order had too many casualties. It hurt to know she would never see many of the riders she had known so well.
"Fantastic," Andy said to Frosiien. "With a beautiful woman like you cheering for us we can't lose." He listened to Varina and then to Frosiien's translation of her words. "We'll let Bear have his fun first," hesaid to Varina. "Before we do any gym battles I want to see how you do against Benny."

"Less talk, more fighting," Bear said as he grabbed Andy's arm and started pulling him along. "This way, I know where the gym is."
"Oh, sure Bear, lead the way," Andy said, guessing Bear wanted to fight now rather than later. He looked back to his Pokémon. "Who is with us?" He saw Merlin snooze and Benny waving goodbye as he flew around Michael, so they wouldn't come along, but Kim quickly followed him.

Lytse finally started to feel at peace, even the mention of the Mightyena didn't make him afraid. Soul would protect him and Michael was with him. Things were fine, for now. He looked up when he heard Andy ask about who was with him, but he saw Michael didn't move, so it looked like they would stay here.

The woman behind the counter smiled as she scanned the item and told Niccia the price as it showed up on the display. A colleague of hers opened a second cash register and Mindy gave her dress, paying for it with a card. She noticed the drowsy Pokémon at her feet.
"Niccia," Mindy said as she received the bag and thanked the employee for it, "your Pokémon is here."
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