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Current Away from home between October 26th and November 10th. Contests will return when I'm back home!
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Don't forget to vote in the writing contest! The link is in the sidebar <3
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Back from vacation, taking my time to roll back into roleplays and contests.
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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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Fenna tried to replicate what she had done before, but was unable to find that feeling again. She was certain it was still there, somewhere just out of reach. Maybe she just needed a little break. She let the others fire shots and was happy to be a spectator for a moment.
Here she was, practising archery in a world far away from her own, dressed in leather armour. Even though she was dressed like most people here, she felt out of place. A foreigner in this strange world.

It was an odd feeling that in a strange world like this, she would come across a familiar face. Barracker, if she recalled correctly, she had been introduced when she and Lilliana had returned from the church. Other than the brief introduction, they hadn't talked yet. If they were going to travel together, she might as well get to know him.

She joined him when Eren hit the target and smiled as he celebrated in joy, watching someone young achieve something and be proud of themselves was endearing. And it brought back memories.
"I remember when my son got a skateboard - a plank with wheels - and wanted to do a trick with it. He practised until he could and when he succeeded he was about as happy as he was," she said, nodding her head towards Eren. "Is this his first time at a shooting range?"
Was shooting range the right word? Fenna wasn't sure, but ultimately didn't care much, she was certain Barracker would know what she meant. Yes, she had a bow now, but she knew very little of how everything associated with it was called.

I have received 3 entries so far. Thank you to everyone who submitted a story already and I'm looking forward to more.
@Master EffeX I'm looking forward to what you'll do with the prompt. Please keep an eye on the deadline though.




We have 1 entry at this moment and there are 8 days left.
There are, if I counted correctly, 11 days left for this contest.

There are 0 entries so far, or maybe 100 invisible ones. I will have to say that invisible entries unfortunately don't count for this contest. Sorry, should have specified that earlier. If you wish to join, please submit a visible entry before the deadline.
Fenna filled Mackensie in about the trip to the church, which hadn't yielded many results. The food was good, which she said to MacKensie when she asked about it and turned to Frederick to ask for ale, which she promptly received. This was actually her first time eating tacos. She knew they existed, but she had never made them before, nor had she been served tacos before. It was impossible to say how close they were to the real thing, but the taste was good.

After eating she remained at the bar to drink her ale and answered questions from Frederick about where she and her party had come from - she just told him they came from far away as she didn't feel the need to explain everything about Earth and the mysteries surrounding their arrival here - and listened to him talking about growing up in this city, inheriting this place from his grandfather, and how he had done some adventures in his younger years but was quite happy with his current life.

Then Adam came to say he would leave and MacKensie insisted on joining him.
"See you later," Fenna returned the greeting when MacKensie and Adam left them. "Be careful."

After this she went to her room to slip back into her ranger gear, carefully folding her new clothes and putting them in her bag. She wrapped her arrows and unstrung bow in the cloth case and hung it on her back. This way she could carry it with the least hindrance; with her spear, she didn't need to rely on a quick draw with her bow - her intention was to bring it out when needed, for hunting or maybe a mission in which she knew beforehand she'd need the bow. It was a weapon she hadn't used yet, as she had relied on her spear and daggers so far, but with the upcoming quest she needed to get some practice with her bow as well.

Fenna followed the instructions of the gardener and was able to find the shooting range. Most of the gathered people were guards, but Fenna saw a couple of hands with crystals wielding bows, those had to be adventurers honing their skills. She was assigned a target she had to share with some others who wanted to practice and chatted with the guards while waiting for her turn.

The first few arrows hit the target, but none hit the centre. When it was her turn again she inhaled, lifted her bow and aimed, taking a moment longer this time. As she concentrated for a couple of seconds, the target seemed to get bigger even though it remained the same size, and she saw it sharper. It was a strange sensation, but she knew she couldn't miss and released the arrow. It pierced the air and hit the target in the centre. She exhaled and smiled when the guards around her complimented her with her sharp shot.
Two nurses passed Marc and Sara, talking to each other.
"I'm glad she is gone, she gave me the creeps."
"What happened to her?"
"Sent to another institution. Let's just clean up her room so someone else can use it. Ray is not coming back."

Marc caught the words; they felt too similar to the things Benjamin had been telling him, but a part of him still didn't want to believe it. Still, Ray hadn't been scheduled for anything as far as he was aware. He turned to Sara. "I didn't know her transfer was planned. Did you hear anything about that?"
Lily examined the victims and ordered someone to take some blood samples from each of the injured men and examine it. While that happened, she had a look at the wounds. Sirens were peculiar beings, this was new information. She still didn't want to investigate that boy, but his mother would be an interesting test subject. If the agency wouldn't fail her again.
"I have no cure for them at the moment, just keep them on IVs and check their blood regularly," she told the runner. "Continue testing their cognitive skills."
If they died... well, they were replaceable. This would give result either way and that was good for research.

Agents closed in on Freya and one of them fired a tranquillizer at her, so they could capture her alive and be safe while doing so. One of the agents documented with verbal commentary in addition to his body cam, as per instructions. This was a test subject that was deemed valuable, so they had to be careful with her.
Once subdued, they'd take her to the research facility.

As Freya was being assaulted, Mike send an email to Stuart while Benjamin searched the intranet for information on Steph and the others, or the research facility they were brought to. It wasn't long before he realised he didn't have the proper clearance for most of it.
All he learned was that the research facility existed and some of the names of the people who worked there. And one disturbing picture of a lead scientist who smiled next to the body of a female vampire strapped down to a research table.
When James, Mackensie and Zell left, Fenna gave them a short wave as she finished her own breakfast. Once Lilliana was also done she told the mage she was going for a walk to the Golden Tree Park and she was welcome to tag along if she didn't have any plans. Not that Fenna had any plans other than to see the park and maybe strike up a conversation with some locals, which she told Lilliana as well. She planned to be back here by lunchtime.

While the streets weren't busy yet, some citizens were already working and an adventuring party made their way to the nearest gate. She nodded them a greeting, which only two of the party returned. One had a look of disdain for her and the other two were too busy arguing about some kind of bet one had lost and the other won.

Unsurprisingly the Golden Tree Park didn't have any trees made of gold. There was no doubt this park would look stunning in the right season, but the leaves were all green at the moment. She thought about trees and the colours they could get in autumn for a moment when she was greeted by she assumed the gardener, based on the tools he carried.

"Admiring the park, ma'am?"

"It's very well kept," she complimented him. "It must be stunning in the right season."

"That it is," the man replied, holding his back straight in pride. "Of course we have flowers blooming almost all year long, but we didn't name this park The Pretty Flowers Of Valheim for a reason." He tapped the bark of one of the trees. "These beauties are green much longer than they are yellow, but in the sun it's like the leaves are made of gold. And maybe it's more appealing because of the limited time we can watch it."

Fenna smiled as she looked up at the green leaves. "I'd love to see it, but we'll leave soon."

"Adventerurs? We have them a lot here. Most don't care too much about some old trees. Druid? Or Ranger perhaps?" Fenna confirmed the second, that is what the Adventure Guild had told her after all. "I heard the guards are organising some kind of archery practice thing, just outside Valheim. You know the Church of Iris?" Fenna confirmed she did "It's outside that gate, for the church you go right, but it will be on your left. It will be on the grass near the wall. I know you rangers often use bows and it's open to anyone."

Fenna thanked him for the information; she did have a bow but she hadn't used it in combat because her spear was much easier to work with. Maybe she could string it and shoot some arrow today, to get a feel for her other weapon as well.

After exploring the city a little more, stopping at one of those hot beverage places where she could pick herbs and spices from a selection and have something brewed on the spot - she chose a herb that smelled a lot like vanilla and some red berries of which the woman behind the counter said they went together really well - and made her way back to the Mended Drum for lunchtime, entering the inn just when Mackensie told Adam that James was making lunch for them all.

Fenna chose a seat at the bar. "It smells good," she said.
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RPGC 38 – invisibility


Invisibility, a blessing or a curse? For this month, I want you to think about invisibility: how does your character turn invisible, what they will do with it, how they feel about being invisible, and how permanent is it? Write a story exploring this theme.




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.
  • Don't exceed PEGI 16 with your writing; no 18+ themes and fade to black if applicable.
  • 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:
  • the focus of this story is invisibility and what effect it has on your character.
  • There will be a minimum word count of 500 and a maximum of 5000
  • Please PM @Loksfjoer your entry and give it as title RPGC#38 - (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 October 23rd, 9:00 CET, which is 7:00 server time (both times are in a.m.)





Number of entries so far: 5
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