Loksfjoer

Nobody Will Believe It [SporkoBug and Calle]

Benjamin finished his meal and leaned back, crossing his arms as he glanced in the room. His eyes settled on the patients that just stared in the distance. Ray had looked like that too. Had they gotten the same medication? It was a shame he couldn't look into it; he had no access to those files. And he wasn't sure they would let Sara access those files either. Was she a registered nurse, or just a member of the staff helping out? Where was she anyway?

He shook his head; too many questions. "I'd engage in some small-talk," he said to Ray. "But that's hard to do if you can't see the weather or watch any news. I feel isolated from the world and I have no idea what's going on outside."

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

"I read about you," Michael said as he took Saveri's hand to shake it. "A pleasure to meet you."
He noticed a snout sticking out from under the tablecloth, but it got pulled in when a Buffalo waked past. He didn't recognise the snout immediately, but it was probably one of the Guardians. He turned to Saveri again. "I reckon it's the children of Ho-oh you see most regularly?" he asked.

"That's sad," Lytse said. He couldn't imagine what that must have felt like and he was glad Michael wasn't like that. "I can't evolve," he mentioned. "I sometimes worry about it, because Michael has seen what my species can evolve into. But he isn't a competitive trainer, so he probably doesn't mind."
Suddenly Bear jumped next to him and the startled Cyndaquil squeaked. "So," Bear said, looking at Bia. "Is this just another boring talking party?"

"I was talking about our children," Netherlu replied with a grin. "I was just thinking, Pokémon have special attacks, so if our children mate with a Pokémon, their offspring can have some abilities that one would normally only find in legendary or mythical Pokémon. But humans don't have any special abilities, so it just had me wondering... what if a human mates with a legendary Pokémon in human form. I don't know if it ever happened before. Would it produce a human with paranormal abilities? Or a half-human, half-Pokémon? Or nothing because they aren't compatible for breeding?" He eyed Andy and Frosiien. "And if it's the last, the humans should at least be aware of the possibility. Getting offspring is important for most."

"I'm surprised you're okay with Xapher keeping your friend away from you," Nethan said, not willing to answer the questions Gavin asked. "You bring a friend and you're still by yourself." He glanced to the girl that stayed close to Arceus. "Who's that? She kinda looks familiar, but I've never seen her before."

Mindy turned to face Xapher. "Oh, he was one of my teachers at the academy. He is family of Niccia's boyfriend Michael. And I'm a friend of Michael. So we are all connected in a way." She bit down in a delicious looking pastry. "Do legendary Pokémon have family?" she asked. "You're created instead of birthed, right?"

Andy took a moment to observe the crowd around them; all legendary Pokémon in human form were chatting with each other. "Well, I already met the best so it can only be disappointing from here on. And most of my interest is research-based in nature and this is really not the place to do that. So, instead I would just like to meet your friends."

RPGC #31 – Amnesia (prompt, discussion and feedback )

RPGC #31 – Amnesia

Let’s have another writing contest, shall we? The theme of this month is Amnesia.

If you wonder if your idea fits with the theme you can always PM me, but the answer is probably yes. As long as your story is in one way or the other about amnesia, it will be accepted for the contest. But keep an eye on the wordcount limits that are mentioned in the rules below.

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Core rules:

• At all times follow the Fundamental Rules of the Guild and the Moderation Policy for Forum Contests.
• After reading the above this should be obvious: No plagiarism and respect copyright laws.
• The story you submit must be written by you and specifically for this contest.
• This is a place for original fiction, no fanfiction allowed.
• No explicit sex, but you may fade to black.
• No excessive violence or gore.
• Don’t forget to subscribe to this thread. You will receive updates on the contest and on the number of entries, and reminders about the deadline here. I will not PM them.
• The winner of this contest will be honoured in our Trophy Case.

Contest rules:

• There will be a minimum word count of 500 and a maximum of 5000
• Please PM @Calle the entries and give it as title RPGC#31 - (Your Title).
• Your entry can be anonymous or carry your name. Let me know what you want in the PM. If you don't specify, your entry will be posted anonymously, but you may always claim your story during or after the voting round.
  Even for anonymous entries, the name of the writer will be added to the entry in the Hall of Fame.
• The deadline is April 5th, 9:00 CET, which is 7:00 game time (both times are in a.m.)

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Number of entries so far: 1

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

I thought a little time-skip would be best. I didn't have anything special planned for the three hours. You can write out what happened in those three hours for your characters, but for mine it's nothing special.

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

Lily watched through the window, knowing Steph couldn't see her and was using the reflection of the mirror to look at herself. Something extraordinary had happened and she quickly wrote down some keywords. From here she too could see the pink she hadn't seen before. It was a shame there was glass between them, she wanted to touch Steph. Maybe later, first her darling had to settle in and feel at ease here.

Meanwhile some goats were pushed into Gaia's room and the door was locked behind them. The confused animals were bleating as they walked through the room in search of food.

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It wasn't difficult to diagnose this; Daz had died. The doctor decided to do an autopsy to discover what the damage had been and he ordered the body to be put on the bed again and to roll it to the autopsy room.

The agent left the infirmary to report to their boss.
"So, she is missing," mr Johnson said. "She will come out of hiding. I will return to the base soon, but the evacuation will continue. Too many rogue agents; Freya is missing, Rose got transformed and they are a liability. I will be there in three hours."

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When the three hours were over, Mitch went to Duncan's house. Mike and Benjamin went into the city to eat something and catch a movie; there was no reason why they wouldn't enjoy themselves if they weren't allowed to go on a dangerous mission.

Since Mitch was allowed to enter without knocking, he did. He did make his presence known by calling for Duncan.
"Is the flash drive ready?" he asked as he made his way to the living room.

Nobody Will Believe It [SporkoBug and Calle]

Benjamin frowned slightly as he examined Ray. Why was her first assumption Dia had done something to Ari? He decided he could ask about it, but not now. He reminded himself that Ray hadn't been herself yesterday and missed much of the development.
An in-depth conversation about her spirits getting tangible was not suitable for this place. It was the kind of crazy-talk that could get either of them on a harsher treatment.

"We're going to have to bring you up to speed with a few things," he said, not wanting to stay completely silent on the matter. "But we'll do so in a more private setting."
They only had their rooms for that; this place had no other quiet places without any members of the staff around.

Microfiction and Poetry Contest Hall of Fame

MF&P #4 - OX

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Haiku for the ox

ox under the yoke
burdened by many sorrows
ploughs for a new spring

by @Kassarock

MFP#4 - Ox (voting and feedback)

With 3 votes the Haiku for the ox is the winner. Congratulations! Your entry will be added to our hall of fame.

I do want to give a special mention to The Pride of the Ox or Stolen Oxygen or Lament for a Friend, for the originality and creativity shown.

MFP#4 - Ox (voting and feedback)

Last day of voting!

Revival of the Dragon Riders

Trevor nodded and the old dragon also nodded to show he agreed with that.
After Gnol announced their presence, Trevor watched him and the unknown man interact. He noticed the hand that stayed behind the door and the watchful gaze. Good, a man who wasn't easy to trust strangers. The man reminded him of himself.

"Noble," he said, looking back. "Leave your dragon in the forest and join us. Dragons can't fit into that house and we don't know yet how this man feels about dragons." He dismounted his horse and walked it to the paddock behind the house.

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Mikhal nodded to Ricky. "She always knows where to find me," he assured her. When Alan made his comment, he chuckled as he got down from the dragon. "No, it's never dull with her around," he agreed.
He held out his hand to Meria, to help her down.

Meria, holding the young dragon in one arm, smiled at him when she took his hand. "At least there is plenty of water here," she commented when her feet touched the ground. "It cumulates... that way," she turned to look north, but didn't see a body of water at the surface. "Probably underground. But there is a slow stream west of us."

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Rachel returned to the scene after a few minutes and watched Damien being helped up. She smiled and shook her head. "Getting rusty, Damien?" she asked.
Her eyes moved to the female who hugged him. "Is everything okay?"