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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 took Rorsh's hand when it was offered to him and shook it. "Don't call me mister, I'm Andy. And it's a pleasure to meet you."
He watched Dialla leave; he would have to be careful around her, and it would be wise to always keep at least one Pokémon with him. He looked around to see where Varina was; she hadn't been in his room when he woke up, so he assumed Benny had taken her for a flight or something.
Michael held Niccia and stroke her hair and back. He wasn't sure what he could say to make her feel better, but he decided to say: "Hey, things will be okay. You've been looking forward to this day so much and maybe we had a bumpy start, but I'm sure things will improve from here."
Benny turned to Varina. "Do you think it would be possible to catch a legendary Pokémon like Darkrai?" he asked her. If anyone could have inside information about that, it had to be the former guardian.
He watched Dialla leave; he would have to be careful around her, and it would be wise to always keep at least one Pokémon with him. He looked around to see where Varina was; she hadn't been in his room when he woke up, so he assumed Benny had taken her for a flight or something.
Michael held Niccia and stroke her hair and back. He wasn't sure what he could say to make her feel better, but he decided to say: "Hey, things will be okay. You've been looking forward to this day so much and maybe we had a bumpy start, but I'm sure things will improve from here."
Benny turned to Varina. "Do you think it would be possible to catch a legendary Pokémon like Darkrai?" he asked her. If anyone could have inside information about that, it had to be the former guardian.
Benjamin glared at Josh. While he didn't get angry easily, Josh seemed to get that done effortlessly. He was glad Josh walked away and he turned to Dia.
"I can do that, but when they examine me they will see there is no swelling of the ankle. And I'd rather not have 'suffers imaginary injuries' added to my file." He examined Dia for a moment, he wasn't sure how long she would be tangible and visible, but hopefully long enough. "I bet they don't know the kitchen staff. Barely anyone from the kitchen comes in person to the asylum; they communicate mostly over the phone and through e-mails. I heard one of the patients needs gluten-free meals. Maybe you can complain to the doctor and ask if that is really needed, because they often have to make a separate dish for her. I could be the one who led you here."
Marc looked at the game as he stepped towards it with Sara. He took his wallet to get a coin from it. "Here," he said as he handed it to Sara. "Insert it in that slot, push the red button and try to get a high score by whacking enough moles. You get tickets based on your score and at the end we can exchange the tickets for a small prize."
He took another coin for himself and moved to the Whack-A-Mole machine next to it, so he could play a round as well.
"I can do that, but when they examine me they will see there is no swelling of the ankle. And I'd rather not have 'suffers imaginary injuries' added to my file." He examined Dia for a moment, he wasn't sure how long she would be tangible and visible, but hopefully long enough. "I bet they don't know the kitchen staff. Barely anyone from the kitchen comes in person to the asylum; they communicate mostly over the phone and through e-mails. I heard one of the patients needs gluten-free meals. Maybe you can complain to the doctor and ask if that is really needed, because they often have to make a separate dish for her. I could be the one who led you here."
Marc looked at the game as he stepped towards it with Sara. He took his wallet to get a coin from it. "Here," he said as he handed it to Sara. "Insert it in that slot, push the red button and try to get a high score by whacking enough moles. You get tickets based on your score and at the end we can exchange the tickets for a small prize."
He took another coin for himself and moved to the Whack-A-Mole machine next to it, so he could play a round as well.
When Benjamin felt the soft touch of Steph's hand it pulled him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at her, smiled and took her hand. He stopped in front of the office, but frowned at the occupied sign. "I guess I'll send an e-mail then," he said. While he prefered in-person communication, the e-mail would be faster. Who knew how long the boss would be in meeting...
Now what?
Benjamin turned to Steph. "Actually, let's move your things now. With that issue with Gaia we never got around to doing that." He took his phone. "I'll file the report through my phone."
"Another Article 12 case then," Stuart said as he looked at the boss, who nodded at that. "I do suggest we close down the area of the spiders for the time being. Humans shouldn't wander into their territory, because they might be turned into, ehm, this as well."
Rudrig nodded at the suggestion and typed some things on his tablet to send a special team to map the outskirts of the webbed area in the forest and seal it off from the public by making it a 'military testing area'. He forwarded all the information the previous sniper team had collected and the images of the drones.
Mr Johnsson leaned back as he watched Rudrig and Stuart take care of things. How he hated article 12. It was all about the rights of agents with a unique illness or condition and was used to protect the rights of agents who turned into something dangerous or an abomination like Rose.
Stuart turned to Rose. "You are the first reported case of what happens when someone is cocooned by those spiders. Therefore I would like to investigate you to understand what has happened. Under article 12 your rights as a human are protected, therefore I need to ask for your consent before I investigate your case, which will include a physical examination. Will you allow me to investigate?"
Now what?
Benjamin turned to Steph. "Actually, let's move your things now. With that issue with Gaia we never got around to doing that." He took his phone. "I'll file the report through my phone."
"Another Article 12 case then," Stuart said as he looked at the boss, who nodded at that. "I do suggest we close down the area of the spiders for the time being. Humans shouldn't wander into their territory, because they might be turned into, ehm, this as well."
Rudrig nodded at the suggestion and typed some things on his tablet to send a special team to map the outskirts of the webbed area in the forest and seal it off from the public by making it a 'military testing area'. He forwarded all the information the previous sniper team had collected and the images of the drones.
Mr Johnsson leaned back as he watched Rudrig and Stuart take care of things. How he hated article 12. It was all about the rights of agents with a unique illness or condition and was used to protect the rights of agents who turned into something dangerous or an abomination like Rose.
Stuart turned to Rose. "You are the first reported case of what happens when someone is cocooned by those spiders. Therefore I would like to investigate you to understand what has happened. Under article 12 your rights as a human are protected, therefore I need to ask for your consent before I investigate your case, which will include a physical examination. Will you allow me to investigate?"
"Andy," stelde hij zichzelf voor nadat Mae haar naam had genoemd. Hij wachtte tot ze zat en vergrendelde de auto weer - het laatste wat hij wilde was iemand met kwade wil die gemakkelijk in de auto kon komen. Na even in de spiegels gekeken te hebben reed Andy weer verder, ongeveer in noordelijke richting.
"Ik heb ze gehoord," antwoordde Andy. "Mijn broer is met zijn gezin al eerder vertrokken. Het laatste wat ik van hun heb gehoord is dat ze het nog niet gevonden hadden en dat was een paar dagen geleden."
Was hij bezorgd over het uitblijven van communicatie? Dat zeker, maar het hoefde niet te betekenen dat ze het niet hadden gehaald. Misschien waren ze gewoon de gsm kwijt, of niet in staat om op te laden. Of geen verbinding. Het onderhoud van communicatienetwerken was nu ook stilgevallen en niet alle masten zenden nog signalen uit.
Hij zag hoe Mae gaapte en besloot om maar niet te veel te vertellen, zodat ze even kon slapen als ze dat wilde. Zijn blik viel op een groepje zombies die zich blijkbaar tegoed deden aan iemand die aan de bewegingen van de benen te zien nog in leven was. Hoewel hij iets vertraagd was om te zien wat er aan de hand was, reed hij nu door. Er was jammer genoeg niets dat ze konden doen om te helpen. Dat stak iedere keer opnieuw. De reden om arts te worden was om andere mensen te helpen en de laatste tijd was hij vaker niet in staat om te helpen dan wel.
"Ik heb ze gehoord," antwoordde Andy. "Mijn broer is met zijn gezin al eerder vertrokken. Het laatste wat ik van hun heb gehoord is dat ze het nog niet gevonden hadden en dat was een paar dagen geleden."
Was hij bezorgd over het uitblijven van communicatie? Dat zeker, maar het hoefde niet te betekenen dat ze het niet hadden gehaald. Misschien waren ze gewoon de gsm kwijt, of niet in staat om op te laden. Of geen verbinding. Het onderhoud van communicatienetwerken was nu ook stilgevallen en niet alle masten zenden nog signalen uit.
Hij zag hoe Mae gaapte en besloot om maar niet te veel te vertellen, zodat ze even kon slapen als ze dat wilde. Zijn blik viel op een groepje zombies die zich blijkbaar tegoed deden aan iemand die aan de bewegingen van de benen te zien nog in leven was. Hoewel hij iets vertraagd was om te zien wat er aan de hand was, reed hij nu door. Er was jammer genoeg niets dat ze konden doen om te helpen. Dat stak iedere keer opnieuw. De reden om arts te worden was om andere mensen te helpen en de laatste tijd was hij vaker niet in staat om te helpen dan wel.
Andy turned to Dialla when she spoke. "Ah, you heard about me," Andy stated with a grin. "That's good, although I'm not really surprised. I am awesome after all." The grin faded away and his eyes hardened as kept looking at Dialla. "But since we are on threatening terms right now, let me reciprocate: if you make Niccia cry again or hurt Michael in any way, I will catch you in a fucking Pokéball. I am not joking."
The words had barely left his mouth when a scrappy looking female bounced around him. He stepped back when she moved in to hug Frosiien.
Lytse stared at Andy when he talked about catching a legendary Pokémon. "H-he can't do that, can he?"
"Well," Benny said as he sat down next to the Cyndaquil, "ever since Andy learned Darkrai had abducted his nephew twice we talked it over and decided that even legendary Pokémon are still Pokémon and therefor catchable. We even came up with a strategy for attacks to make it happen." Benny had a happy look on his face. "He had actually planned on giving that threat to Darkrai if they would ever come face to face, but I guess Dialla got the honour of hearing the threat first."
Michael held Niccia and stroke her hair as she cried. He stared at his uncle and then at Benny who explained about the threat. He hadn't even thought about that, all he had on his mind when he stood up to Dialla was that if she would attack, he wouldn't stand a chance.
The words had barely left his mouth when a scrappy looking female bounced around him. He stepped back when she moved in to hug Frosiien.
Lytse stared at Andy when he talked about catching a legendary Pokémon. "H-he can't do that, can he?"
"Well," Benny said as he sat down next to the Cyndaquil, "ever since Andy learned Darkrai had abducted his nephew twice we talked it over and decided that even legendary Pokémon are still Pokémon and therefor catchable. We even came up with a strategy for attacks to make it happen." Benny had a happy look on his face. "He had actually planned on giving that threat to Darkrai if they would ever come face to face, but I guess Dialla got the honour of hearing the threat first."
Michael held Niccia and stroke her hair as she cried. He stared at his uncle and then at Benny who explained about the threat. He hadn't even thought about that, all he had on his mind when he stood up to Dialla was that if she would attack, he wouldn't stand a chance.
Dialla: You're the human I've heard about?
Andy: Ah, you heard about me. Good!
I still need to write my post, but that is what instantly came up XD
Andy: Ah, you heard about me. Good!
I still need to write my post, but that is what instantly came up XD
Andy luisterde naar de vrouw; voor zover hij kon zien had ze inderdaad nog geen symptomen. Het was pas vanaf het derde stadium dat mensen gevaarlijk werden. Ze zag er niet suf uit, die mensen zaten juist op de stoeprand wezenloos voor zich uit te staren, en ook niet onrustig. In ieder geval niet meer dan wat je kunt verwachten in een vijandige omgeving. Want de stad die jarenlang zijn thuis was geweest, was nu een vijandige plaats.
Als dit een overval was, dan had ze allang de trekker kunnen overhalen. En bendes hadden geen interesse om naar het noorden te gaan.
"Ik ben onderweg naar het noorden," zei hij uiteindelijk. "Als je een lift nodig hebt, mag je meerijden." Het was een risico om te nemen; met dat geweer kon ze hem gemakkelijk zijn auto afpakken, maar hij kon een medemens niet zomaar in een gevaarlijke situatie laten staan. Dus hij drukte op de knop waardoor de deuren ontsloten werden.
"Stap maar in."
Als dit een overval was, dan had ze allang de trekker kunnen overhalen. En bendes hadden geen interesse om naar het noorden te gaan.
"Ik ben onderweg naar het noorden," zei hij uiteindelijk. "Als je een lift nodig hebt, mag je meerijden." Het was een risico om te nemen; met dat geweer kon ze hem gemakkelijk zijn auto afpakken, maar hij kon een medemens niet zomaar in een gevaarlijke situatie laten staan. Dus hij drukte op de knop waardoor de deuren ontsloten werden.
"Stap maar in."
When Andy entered the common room he saw a woman who felt very highly of herself as she spoke to his nephew who seemed to have taken on a defensive stance in front of Niccia, then he saw Niccia crying, Frosiien who had first aided Michael then move to comfort her, then Gavin grabbing the unknown woman. What a way to start the day.
"Good morning everyone!" he said loudly as he joined them. "Now your day went from good to great because I'm awake now. You can thank me after I had my coffee."
Benny picked up the mug and flew to Andy to give it to him. "Ah, thank you, Benny."
He turned to Dialla. "You must be a special person to get everyone so worked-up so early on the day."
Michael sat down next to Niccia again and he put a hand on her back while Frosiien was hugging her. It pained him to see her crying, and he was glad his uncle was here now too. Although he was certain Gavin could handle the situation well, it was good not to be the only human in this group now.
"Good morning everyone!" he said loudly as he joined them. "Now your day went from good to great because I'm awake now. You can thank me after I had my coffee."
Benny picked up the mug and flew to Andy to give it to him. "Ah, thank you, Benny."
He turned to Dialla. "You must be a special person to get everyone so worked-up so early on the day."
Michael sat down next to Niccia again and he put a hand on her back while Frosiien was hugging her. It pained him to see her crying, and he was glad his uncle was here now too. Although he was certain Gavin could handle the situation well, it was good not to be the only human in this group now.
Benjamin nodded and started going to the office. He walked in silence as he thought about what had happened. The repair crew had a lot of work to do, first Steph's room and now the entire wing needed repairs done.
It turned out to be quite an eventful day; the exploded house, the lunch followed by the issue with the angels, his quarrel with Mike over Steph, Steph's trashed room and her depression. And now this issue with Gaia. Hopefully the next day wouldn't be as eventful, although he did have that breakfast appointment with the succubus who had helped Steph.
Mr Johnsson narrowed his eyes at Rose and the other agent made a note of it on his tablet, before getting up and opening the door just before Stuart could knock. With a gesture of his head he invited Stuart in and closed the door behind him, chaning the sign on the door to 'occupied' to make sure everyone knew the boss was in an important meeting right now.
Stuart walked inside and blinked at the sight of Rose. "Fascinating," he muttered as he looked at her. "I don't recall seeing this agent before, when did she arrive?"
"She turned into this today," Rudrig, the agent who had supervised the sniper team when she had gone missing, said. He brought up the report of finding her in a spider area and that she had been in a cocoon, of which they were instructed not to break it by the talking spider-creature.
Stuart read through the file and then looked at Rose. "So, you were human before this," he said to her. "Do you remember what happened after you were abducted by those spiders?"
It turned out to be quite an eventful day; the exploded house, the lunch followed by the issue with the angels, his quarrel with Mike over Steph, Steph's trashed room and her depression. And now this issue with Gaia. Hopefully the next day wouldn't be as eventful, although he did have that breakfast appointment with the succubus who had helped Steph.
Mr Johnsson narrowed his eyes at Rose and the other agent made a note of it on his tablet, before getting up and opening the door just before Stuart could knock. With a gesture of his head he invited Stuart in and closed the door behind him, chaning the sign on the door to 'occupied' to make sure everyone knew the boss was in an important meeting right now.
Stuart walked inside and blinked at the sight of Rose. "Fascinating," he muttered as he looked at her. "I don't recall seeing this agent before, when did she arrive?"
"She turned into this today," Rudrig, the agent who had supervised the sniper team when she had gone missing, said. He brought up the report of finding her in a spider area and that she had been in a cocoon, of which they were instructed not to break it by the talking spider-creature.
Stuart read through the file and then looked at Rose. "So, you were human before this," he said to her. "Do you remember what happened after you were abducted by those spiders?"
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