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Pokémon Dubstep (ft. Lindsey Stirling)
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elcome Adventurer to EPOCH! A Pokemon Sandbox Rp set in the original region of Nue. Everything you need to know will be in the Guidebook and PokeDex 101!
EPOCH uses the Manga and is built on the Original ideas suggested by our members.
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Sex; When you get under the clothes, fade to black.
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Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Feb 24, 2015 6:41:11 GMT -5
How is it that I've fallen in love with you? How can it hurt this much? Never before have I ever wanted someone this much. If I say I miss you about a thousand times, will it reach you? If I try crying and fussing, will you know my feelings?
● waiting, contemplating... not really / 4 of 4 for February, continuing from here / 297
The moment she’d plucked the purplish marble from the statue’s eye; she then felt the ground quake and rumble. “Oh, scheisse. Don’t tell me…!” she hissed, quickly hopping down from the dais and making a break for it! She knew that Max had exerted himself in the break that they’d done earlier—so now she had to rely on her own leg power in order to be able to get herself out of the place! “Crap, crap, crap! I wonder how Tom’s doing in his own Ruins travails…” she continued to mutter as she then dropped the marble down one of her pockets and picked up the pace, quickly hopping over the rocks as best as she could.
The rumbling underfoot was getting more and more worse; the longer she stayed in the room, the higher the chance of her not making it out alive! “I’m out!” she screeched as she struggled to keep her balance as the floor kept on shaking and trembling—it was definitely time to get her Flying-types trained so that she could have an alternate source of transport if in case she’d ventured into something like this! She then let out another screech as the floor rumbled and quaked harder than ever; finally scrambling towards the exit and hurling herself through the door—and it was none too soon; because the moment she’d slammed into the wall opposite, the entrance caved in and gave way.
“Crap, crap, crap. Not having any of that shit again…” she muttered again, rubbing a hand across her chest—her heart was literally pounding to all hell; having narrowly escaped another death-defying room! “Now what…” she groaned, before pulling herself up and then finally inching forward; the better to be able to get out of the Ruins.
Dig Dig Dig . . . What's this?! Congratulations, You've found Leftovers! You found some leftovers from the previous diggers, clean it up and keep in mind the recyclables!
Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Feb 27, 2015 6:44:29 GMT -5
How is it that I've fallen in love with you? How can it hurt this much? Never before have I ever wanted someone this much. If I say I miss you about a thousand times, will it reach you? If I try crying and fussing, will you know my feelings?
● waiting, contemplating... not needed / sadly, pass / 314
The stench of rotting apple then assaulted her nostrils, before Andrea’s field of vision flickered up and saw that the source was coming from something that wasn’t too far from where she stood. “Uch,” she began, quickly noticing that there was a half-eaten, decaying apple that was causing the somewhat rancid odor that she was picking up on. “Nope, definitely not… who in their right minds would eat an apple and then just leave it to rot here? Tsk,” she added, hissing as she then made headway past the object, before putting as much distance between herself and the aforementioned rotting apple. Okay, the imploding room was bad enough… what else could get in my way and make this the run from Hell? Who knows? Gah, stop over thinking things! She chastised herself, smacking a palm to her forehead as she continued forward; before feeling her left foot sink down ever so slightly.
“Oh… hell, no,” she hissed, before hearing something go off—and the whistling air was another prelude to the trap that she’d just triggered! “YOW!” she screeched, jumping away from where her foot had sunk and watching as spikes suddenly shot up from the floor, grinding whatever was caught to nothingness as the aforementioned spikes then stabbed the ceiling. “Well, I am not in the mood to become a skewered piece of meat, thank you very much,” she hissed, feeling her heart rate jump up a notch as she’d barely escaped the trap that had very nearly punched holes through her. “Time to keep searching…” she continued as she then rummaged around her pockets and finally found a flash light; before flicking it on and continuing her trek through the place; making sure to keep an ear out for any other odd, unusual noises that she might pick up on while traversing the long corridor that she was now walking through.
Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Feb 27, 2015 23:47:50 GMT -5
How is it that I've fallen in love with you? How can it hurt this much? Never before have I ever wanted someone this much. If I say I miss you about a thousand times, will it reach you? If I try crying and fussing, will you know my feelings?
● waiting, contemplating... not really / claiming!!! / 316
After the initial shock of very nearly being skewered alive had worn off, Andrea here continued her solitary prowl through the Ruins, trying to look for a room that would catch her eye. For the most part, she’d seen several rooms that had clearly been ransacked and left alone; signs that people had already beaten her to the chase before she’d eventually arrived.
“Tch, bad timing,” she hissed, and was about to make her bid out of the place when she caught sight of a room that had a seemingly exposed ceiling, a shaft of light shining down in the middle of the room. Wondering why it was so, she then turned right and found herself in a room that had a statue right in the center of the place, aforementioned shaft of light bearing down on the stone representation of something she clearly didn’t understand at all.
“Strange little thing…” she began, before correcting herself, “…more like, strange huge thing would be the correct term to describe this statue,” she added, before looking around and seeing that the place had the usual collection of overturned and toppled rubble; overgrown vines snaking up the wall, and quite frighteningly, half-missing skeletons of who knew what had died there. “Oh, scheisse. I don’t want to end up like that,” she hissed, shivering slightly as she then made her way towards the huge, hulking, looming statue that was seemingly in the middle of roaring—and the prize, a marble, glimmering in the statue’s open mouth.
“Well, hope I don’t get myself into trouble…” she muttered once more as she then hopped atop the dais and stood on tip-toe, the better to grab the marble and make a break for it! Once her fingers had closed around the marble, she gave a shifty, testy look around the place; hoping that nothing too drastic would happen with her in the room!
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Leftovers!
Steelixite!
