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Don't forget to vote in the writing contest! The link is in the sidebar <3
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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 somehow missed this post, but yes that's fine!
The first entry is in!
February has begun, which means the deadline is in 21 days. Plenty of time to write an entry for this contest!

I look forward to seeing what you'll write based on the prompt.
"Sara..." Benjamin began, glancing at the guards. "I don't think you can do that..."
Would they get into trouble if Sara would just free Ray from the cell? The guards would surely tell what happened here, if they wouldn't stop this from happening.
He stayed outside; he wasn't going to get inside and potentially get into trouble if he could help it. Sure, Ray didn't deserve to be in there, but she had been aggressive towards Dia and he had to admit to himself he worried about Dia more than about Ray.

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RPGC #34 – The moon and the sun


Are they opposites or can they co-exist? Is there magic in them, or are they just lifeless tools for determining time and route?
Write a story about the sun or the moon. Or both. In what way are they important to your character?




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, 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:
  • You can write about the sun, the moon, or both. In the story, it must be clear how your character feels about these lights in the sky.
  • 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#34 - (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 February 21th, 9:00 CET, which is 8:00 server time (both times are in a.m.)





Number of entries so far: 2
Michael put a hand on Niccia's shoulder to stop her from getting up. "Don't try to get up yet. Your father..." He scanned the area to see where he was; he hadn't kept track of that while worrying for Niccia. "Your father seems to feel well enough to talk with my uncle, which is which is a good sign, and the egg is still in one piece." He turned his attention to her again. "Rest, please."
While he did notice one of the legendary Pokémon came in their direction, he kept his attention on Niccia.

Harcu made an amused sound when his sister said she was sure they'd be fine; her tone was more in line with how he felt about it. But she did have a point, those Pokémon were young and small, but had potential. Sparky was a special case. That Poochyena felt familiar, and there was something about that Cyndaquil too that he couldn't put his finger on. Like a familiar scent.
But why was Nethan approaching them?
"Hm?" he replied when spoke again. "Oh yes, please nab him."

As the Bouffuant huffed and looked at her, Kim pulled her tail close around her body and averted her eyes. Suddenly she felt a hand on her head and she looked at Andy who had his attention on Arceus.
"He's not my child," Andy corrected him. "He's my brother's child. And... I'd love to tell you he is an accomplished trainer, but he hasn't been travelling with Pokémon that long. He has the necessary theoretical knowledge and lots of kindness, but not a lot of battling experience yet. That being said, he survived being taken by Darkrai once and has a couple of gym badges. And that small Cyndaquil will go into the Distortion World and back if Michael is in trouble."

With the troubles at the gate seemingly over, most legendary Pokémon scattered again. It seemed like the party could continue again. Netherlu trailed behind Nethan, the gate wasn't as exciting as it was before, and he had his own reason for taking a moment to talk with Michael. He had spotted Lytse. But he'd allow Nethan to do the serious talk first.

Tanter joined Luna, Ra, and Vatier. "They, as in the humans who took your children?" he asked. He understood Vatier. He didn't know how many of their legendary family had descendants among the Pokémon, but he knew his brother and sister both had them, just like he did. And he worried about his offspring sometimes. Based on the story, Saruya had ended up with bad humans before Michael came along. It had angered him to learn that. "I will definitely help you to get your children back," he offered.
Benjamin was lost for words. Why wouldn't he care? As far as he remembered, he hadn't done anything that implied he didn't care about her? Hadn't they become friends?
At least Sara seemed to know what to say, but why was Ray referring to herself as a monster?
"You're not a monster," Benjamin replied. "Would we have come if we thought you were? We just want you-" he glanced at the guards, they were definitely listening and he knew he had to be careful with his words. "We all want you back with us. That what happened this morning, I understand why were like that, but everyone is fine. We need you."
Agent Morrison glanced at Steph and shrugged. "The new base is back in the city, looks like a lawyers office. But I don't know anything about you or your team mates. Different department. I only hunt things, I don't decide over what happens to teams and who is or isn't allowed clearance at what facilities." He checked the ammunition of his gun and did a quick equipment check. Then he locked eyes with Harriet. "You're with me. Ethan, you'll go with Barrow. We go left, you two go right. Stay off the gravel. We meet again at the other side of the base."

The gravel driveway started at the fence, but to the left and right were flowerbeds next to the fence. He nodded to Barrow, who nodded back and started going right. Ethan looked at Harriet for a moment, before following agent Barrow.
Michael gently held Niccia as she wrapped her arms around his. His fingers trailed over her face as he just watched her. He wasn't worried anymore, she moved around and at least had a subconscious knowledge of where everyone was. There was no doubt she'd wake up soon. Even his uncle hadn't found this interesting enough to stay, which said something.

"If they start to fight, I will," Lyste began, but then stopped when he realised he wasn't even sure what he would do. "I'm sure she'll wake up soon," he muttered instead and gently poked Niccia with his snout.

"Hmmmhm," Harcu hummed in an agreeing way. "This is bad news. We can't leave father alone, who knows what may happen when we do." He gestured to the bottle. "This is only the beginning. Niccia fought bravely and father is himself again, but this is not the end of it. Darkrai will strike again, if not here and now it will happen later."
He narrowed his eyes as he watched Michael. "I hope that human has strong Pokémon with him. If Darkrai can't get to Niccia, he'll hurt her in the worst way he can imagine. Taking that boy away from her might just be his way to make her come close to him, or he'll use him to hurt her." His eyes moved further over the crowd. "We need to have a word with Gavin."

"Nope," Andy said. "She was already a Furret when I met her. And she met my Primeape first. I'd love to think she joined my team because I'm just amazing, but I think she enjoyed Bear's company."
"It could be both," Kim said.
"Or both," Andy repeated. "The only real mystery is is why Merlin is in my team. I don't think he likes me all that much."

Ra nodded. "Of course. You are my brother after all." He still didn't feel completely comfortable leaving Luna alone with him and he hesitated before going to the humans
Nethan picked up on this. "I'll go ask the humans," he said. "You stay with your children." He nodded to them and turned around to walk towards Michael and Niccia. Now he noticed Niccia was lying on the ground, but nothing here seemed to indicate something serious was going on.
MF&P #8 - Writing





Writing. A word that brings so much love and anxiety to my being. A word full of passion and fire, and a word of depth and the unknown all at once. A beautiful juxtaposition that lives inside of my mind just waiting to be tapped into.

A river of words that flow from my mind to my waiting fingers as each piece comes together to form a story wholly its own, willed into existence by my effort. A story so easily allowed to be in ruin or to thrive as I see fit but I am no god; I am a writer with the power of thought, and that’s enough.

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