Loksfjoer is a Contest Moderator.
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1 mo ago
Current Away from home between October 26th and November 10th. Contests will return when I'm back home!
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3 mos ago
Don't forget to vote in the writing contest! The link is in the sidebar <3
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3 mos ago
Back from vacation, taking my time to roll back into roleplays and contests.
3 mos ago
Vacation for a week, I'm off to Finland!
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4 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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Agent Morrison acknowledged her warning with a nod of his head. That was his experience as well. But, they were also more reckless which worked in their advantage again. He sneaked further around their previous base, the lights all out. A pity, he had liked this location. But, the boss had ordered it and that was that.
It was silent, except for some nocturnal animals that had come out of hiding and taken over the territory from the daytime critters. So far it didn't sound like there were more vampires, but Morrison knew better than to let down his guard.

Ethan and Barrow were walking on the other side of the mansion, likewise on alert as they scouted the area. Suddenly Ethan fell his body warm up, and a bit of pressure. As if someone was hugging him. He looked around, there was nothing here. Ghost? No, that couldn't be it. Ben had always said ghosts were intangible; a creature that could flow through walls would flow through a human body as well, and that would feel cold instead of warm.
It was a pleasant feeling though, he smiled a bit as he continued to walk.




Lily let out an exasperated sigh when the intern mention the siren boy. "Fine," she said as she flipped through the paperwork. "I'll start doing some tests tomorrow. Do some bloodwork, see how long he can stay on dry land before needing water." She'd enjoy working with a siren much more if it'd be female, but this was all she had.
She put the paperwork to the side to take over the folder. "Leave now, we'll begin tests after all the creatures are fed." She waited a moment before the intern left and then put down the folder and opened the letter.
Busy April is done, I have more time for RP's again \o/
Kim gently held the new Mew and wrapped her tail around it. Newly hatched Pokémon were cute, and she adored this little fellow. "When you're ready, we'll go taste some berries and see what flavour you like best~"

Michael took a moment to just enjoy having Niccia with him, and with things settling down at the party he was starting to relax more. But Nethan's message stayed in the back of his head. Eventually he turned to Niccia "It looks like the new Mew is in good paws," he said, watching Kim for a moment. "Shall we go see Necrozoma?"

"Very interesting," Andy commented. "He seems to have recovered from whatever that was, and he told me I had to be nice to you." He glanced in the direction of where necrozoma had appeared. "Whatever was going on down there seems to have cooled down as well. You Legendary Pokepeople sure know how to make an exciting party!"

Harcu nodded. "Indeed, let's go. Father doesn't look to be otherwise engaged at the moment." He let out a gentle sigh. "I just hope he won't let his pride speak and say he doesn't need it. We can't exactly force him to accept it."
He started walking towards their father; this was something he didn't want to wait for the right opportunity to bring up. The right opportunity was right now.

"I see," Tanter said. "I'm sure father would know. I assume he created her like he created all of us." He stroke his moustache. "I admit I'm curious about her..." A faint smile broke through, "but it worries me that you, out of all of us legendaries, thinks she didn't sound too nice."
Ï'll definitely come and ask you about that radio with white noise once," Benjamin said. "Right now I don't need it. But the art session, I'd like to do that. I like drawing."
While it didn't feel right not knowing what time it was, he wasn't sure he wanted to run to Josh every time he wanted to know. "Let's check on Ray's ex-spirits first."

Vivian smiled when she saw the orb appear. "I have the perfect host for you," she said, opening a small vial of blood and pouring it into a bowl. Of course Benjamin had thought it was to check his blood for vitamin levels and such. Those results were easily falsified. She placed the bowl in the white circle. "This is his blood, you'll find him."
Agent Morrison examined the vampire. He wanted to kill it, but maybe Harriet had a point. They had a whole facility dedicated to examining humanlike creatures, demons and monsters after all. Maybe he could send it there, so they could find a cure against vampirism. Like that boy that had been a vampire for only a couple of days. He sighed, lifted his gun and fired at its head.
"It's more humane to end it now," he stated, with a hint of regret in his voice. "Maybe the next one, when the change happened more recent."
Did he really want to subject this person to painful tests, or observation to see when the change was irreversible? To save others, maybe he should have, but as long as their scientists didn't even have a theoretical idea to reverse this, he didn't feel comfortable sending them test subjects.
"Let's go."

Ethan looked at the dead vampire for a moment, before turning his back on it and examining the surroundings again. Was it only this one here?
Agent Barrow joined him and scouted the area with thermal imaging, but couldn't see more of them.
"Let's continue in this direction," he said. "We'll meet the others at the back of the base.
"You do what you think is best," Nethan replied. "I only came here to deliver the message and ask for assistance." After a final glance at the newhatched Mew, he nodded a greeting and walked away.

"I'm glad about that," Michael replied, wrapping his arms around her. He glanced in the direction of legendary Pokémon, when he realised Nethan hadn't even said his name, but from what he had seen happen at the gate - the few times he had glanced in that direction to see what was happening - the person with Tanter was Necrozoma. He only knew him from a book, of course, but that knowledge combined with what he had seen made him decide to be careful around him. But that was for when they'd go over there and he turned his attention to the new Mew. It was adorable, and it was obvious Kim felt the same way.
The moment the little Mew seemed to fall forward, the Furret moved to catch him, but stopped when she noticed Niccia had him.
"Aren't you a cute one!" she cooed.

Andy hesitated for a moment. New Mew was fascinating of course, but he figured everyone wanted to have a look at it, so he might as well do that with Frosiien. Instead of following Arceus, he went back to the most important one of this party.
"Sorry for abandoning you like that," he said. "I am all yours again."

Hacru smiled now and nodded. "A lovely Sawsbuck. We have several Deerling children who all live in the forest with me. Some of them... they don't seem to change their form when the season changes. Very peculiar, but I love them nonetheless."

Tanter looked from vatier to the weather trio. "I... don't know? They didn't say anything about their sister when we spoke." He turned back to Vatier. "Did something happen to their sister?"
What is your preferred role for the Hidden in Plain Sight plot?

I'm also interested in the A Hostage Situation plot.
Hi!

I also like fantasy RP's and I have some male characters that are always ready to go on an adventure. I don't care for smut, but I have no issues with any other 18+ themes.
Morrison narrowed his eyes at the flash of something on her head - that had looked like horns, but it had faded as quickly as it had appeared. The black tendrils were likewise not what he had expected, and they were very effective against the vampire. He followed the darting vampire with his eyes, trying to determine from where he would come at a straight line again.
When the vampire leapt towards them, he fired his gun.

Barrow got knocked down and while he could avoid the bite, he couldn't avoid getting cut. A bit of blood welled up, but he used his feet to push the vampire away from him.
Meanwhile, Ethan had approached during their struggle and aimed the gun at the head of the vampire before pulling the trigger.
"Let's do that," Benjamin agreed, followed by a sigh. "There is nothing else to do in this place. If people aren't insane when they get here, they will get it soon enough from boredom. You'd start talking to yourself for less."
That made him think of Simon, who had died. Had he been suffering from auditory illusions before getting here, or did it develop here? Or did he really have a connection with a different realm and had he truly heard people from there?

It saddened him to know Simon had died here, but that they had lied about it filled him with dread. Who would be next?

What time was it even? There were no clocks, and staff only gave the time when specifically asked. "Do you have a watch on you?" he asked.
It couldn't be late, somewhere between breakfast and lunch, but he had lost all sense of time already. He wasn't even completely sure at what time they had breakfast and lunch.
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