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Post by Josh Dragomir on May 17, 2015 14:56:27 GMT -5
"I have an Abra, two of them actually. But I don't have a Kadabra nor an Alakazam. Kind of a shame, really" Josh remarked with a sigh. "I'd love to see just what Fawkes is thinking. How he turned out like this... How he turned out like this. I've given and given and given, but for some reason, he turned out like this and I guess I just can't see why. All I can do is hope that one day, he'll forgive whatever I did to him, and he can trust me again like I trust him. I've fulfilled my promise, after all... Together, Fawkes has gotten stronger under my care. I guess that's just a promise he forgot" He whispered.
Fawkes would look away, still listening, while pretending to be asleep. What he was saying was resonating with the Charizard. It was starting to feel like a complete dick as he realized just what Josh had done for him... And indeed, he had fulfilled his promise. Even as Fawkes had continued to act as he did, Josh hadn't given up on him. He had continued to fight alongside Fawkes in order to keep that promise that he made back when Fawkes was a Charmander. Tears started to stream down the Charizard's eyes as he realized just how he'd treated the Trainer that had done nothing but good for him, who Fawkes had attacked in a prideful rage for no good reason. He didn't know if he could make it up to him. But he'd been so selfish... So hurtful. And the Trainer had done nothing but stay by his side. Even now, after he'd just attacked him, and disobeyed his orders and gotten himself hurt... Josh had done nothing but stay by him, risking his own health, hurting himself over and over before getting healed and burning himself again just to save him...
Josh nodded toward Izumi when she mentioned the heal bell. "Yeah. Healing the burns should just be enough for now, thus why the status changing move is working. I'll have my hands fixed up fully later, but I need to keep working" He said, nodding in thanks once the move was done before he got back to work. "It shouldn't be much more now, Zu. I can feel his skin starting to heat up again and his tail is looking good. Just a little more to make sure that his body temperature doesn't go down.
Josh let out a sigh when Izumi mentioned they'd be stuck there awhile. "So be it" He said. "I guess it gives me time to fix Fawkes up, anyway. Though those Glalie might return soon..."
Post by Izumi Yamamura on May 18, 2015 7:53:19 GMT -5
“You’re full aware that the Kadabra and Alakazam evolutionary lines can speak with other ‘mons and then translate those thoughts into a language we can understand, right?” she began, watching as he’d gotten back to work, still hell-bent on rubbing the rough, draconic skin of his Fawkes. “Shame I didn’t bring Belphie with me… if we did then we could just get off the mountain in a snap; but I realized that Teleport doesn’t work like that,” she continued, remembering some words that a certain female friend of hers who used to run some kind of teleportation service back in the Kanto region had shared to her about the weird quirks of the move Teleport.
“So, I remembered something this female friend of mine told me about. If the ‘mon that knows Teleport hasn’t been to the place at least once in their lives and committed it to memory, then who knows where the hell one might end up going. But I’m sure you know about that little quirk too,” she remarked, remembering her friend’s words when she’d asked about what extent the move ‘Teleport’ could be used in terms of transportation. “That, and since a Charizard’s skin is perpetually releasing heat… wouldn’t that be too uncomfortable when you fly really long distances?” she added with a bit of a smirk on her face as she watched him continue to rub the male Charizard’s skin back into shape.
Over at where the female Charizard was now seated beside a curled-up Typhlosion, Ravana could only snort rather indignantly in Fawkes’ direction. “You hard case, don’t you see? Even if we don’t understand what our owners are trying to say, they mean nothing but the best for us… and what happened to you? I’d agree with my mistress, you did become a hard case. But I hope you see the light now,” she growled in her draconic tongue in her male counterpart’s direction. Of course, to the human’s ears the Pokémon’s language just sounded like their given names; but there was something about Pokémon that allowed them to understand each other; regardless of species.
“I hope you’ve taken away a few lessons from this, Fawkes,” she added with a huff in his direction before she herself settled around the Typhlosion in an attempt to keep the other Fire-type warm.
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WORDS 387 TAGSJosh Dragomir NOTESKeh, Ravana has something to say.
Post by Josh Dragomir on May 20, 2015 0:38:13 GMT -5
"Yeah, I know" Josh said, looking over at Izumi. "I've met an Alakazam once. He belonged to Professor Symphonia. Nice Pokemon, I suppose, even if a little overprotective. The whole swarm of them seemed about to kill my bloody Tyrunt the moment it evolved" He remarked with a chuckle. "I'll have to see what I can do for seeing what my Pokemon think should I ever get a Kadabra. Just have to evolve one of my Abra" He would add. Fawkes would look over at Ravana when she decided to tell him off. He seemed to consider this for a moment, before just letting out a snort and lying back down to rest. Oddly, he noticed that Inferno and Lightning had cuddled up to him and fallen asleep at some point, to try and help keep him warm. Josh noticed this too, just now. Even if Fawkes was a grump, they were all still a team... They had to help somehow.
"It'd be nice to be able to teleport home. I might need to try it" He would admit toward Izumi. "It'd help the travel time for sure. And I'd be able to sleep in my own bed at night whenever we finish the damned house" He would add.
After another hour had passed, Josh finally stopped rubbing the Charizard, hoping for another round of Heal Bell. One more should work, he hoped. He looked over at Fawkes's tail and smiled. "He's gonna be okay..." He spoke softly to Izumi, nodding a bit, satisfied at his handiwork. Fawkes had fallen asleep as well, and Josh would finally lay down, absolutely exhausted.
"It took a lot of work... But Fawkes is going to be okay... Gonna be okay..." He rattled off tiredly.
Post by Izumi Yamamura on May 22, 2015 23:25:04 GMT -5
“Idiot,” was all the female Charizard had to mutter in their language, before finally wiggling herself into a comfortable position around the shivering Typhlosion and emitting the same warmth that her male counterpart was now producing. It did take a long time, but finally, the blonde-head looked up and was on the verge of collapse! “Yuki, go take care of that with another Heal Bell, if you may,” Izumi muttered while yawning; she’d gotten rather sleepy while watching her companion still going at it even if he was pretty much going to overwork himself and make his hands pretty raw.
Either way, a warm, soothing chime echoed throughout the space—and as the burns on his hands had been taken care of by Heal Bell (albeit leaving the painful, exhausted sensation behind) the Glaceon finally curled up and fell asleep, having been waiting a while for him to use his status-healing move. The raven-haired Trainer then yawned, before stretching her arms high over her head, before looking over at her exerted companion. “Get some rest now, you idiot,” she chuckled softly as she then made her way over to his pack and finally dug out what appeared to be a blanket before tossing it over him, “…you’re going to need it. I’ll keep watch and wake you up after a f-few hours,” she added with a soft yawn, before looking around once more.
Where the hell are we going to find food out here? Ugh, maybe I should’ve paid more attention to those outdoor survival lessons I’d joined before… and ironically, I can live off the land if it’s not this cold. But how’m I going to get some food if there’s a snowstorm outside? Oh, man… she thought to herself as she then felt her own stomach rumble a bit. Had he even packed some food along, I wonder… she continued to think in the back of her mind as she struggled to paw through his backpack; shoving aside piles of what appeared to be clothing and collapsible gear. “Hey… Hey, J, did you think of bringing any food along…?” she asked aloud sometime later, as her stomach gave another loud rumble.
It had been hours since they last ate, so the pangs of hunger she was experiencing was definitely normal. Well, I’d been expecting a short trip, not a sudden night out here in the wilderness… man, this is going to be a long evening… she continued in the back of her mind as she then steeled her thoughts to not think of all the delicious food that was waiting for them back at their place in the Wilds—oh, if only Serena knew that they weren’t going to be coming home for the evening…
Post by Josh Dragomir on May 23, 2015 0:17:21 GMT -5
"Thanks..." He managed to get out weakly as her Glaceon would heal his burns. "I'd love to ask how the hell your Eevee evolved into a Glaceon in here... But I'm too tired to ask right now. So you can tell me later" He would manage to get out quietly as he would lay down, obviously exhausted from the hours spent up, while everyone else napped, trying to save Fawkes's life. "I'm just glad... That Fawkes... Is going to be okay..." He managed to get out as he would close his eyes. He could hear Izumi's complaining, and whining, and then she asked about the food in his pack.
"Yeah... I figured this wouldn't be an easy trip. There's Pokemon food, and rations, but there's also sandwiches and such in the bag. Enough for us and the Pokemon" The blonde would manage to get out as his vision began to blur. He would nod in thanks. But it was obvious that he had pretty much expanded most, if not all, of his energy. And he was struggling to stay awake.
"Help yourself..." He managed to add. "And thanks..." He whispered before sleep finally took him. He needed it. Badly. Really badly.
Post by Izumi Yamamura on May 24, 2015 1:35:45 GMT -5
To be fair, Izumi wasn’t rambling out loud; that was her train of thought taking the ‘worst possible route’ when it came to life-threatening situations such as this one. I mean, they’d already been ambushed by what appeared to be a pack of living rocks that had ice in their veins; plus there was a snowstorm currently raging around where they’d crash-landed; could things get any worse than they had at that moment? She could only scoff quietly in his direction as he’d inquired about how her Eevee had suddenly evolved into its current form; thankfully she’d be spared telling all the details to a half-asleep companion.
“Just get some rest, you jackass,” she muttered as he then dropped off due to exhaustion. “…and don’t mind if I do,” she added with a smirk as she then began to unload the contents of his backpack and spread it around the campfire. Sooner or later she’d finally found the stack of sandwiches that he’d mentioned earlier, and began to unwrap the first few she’d found in the pile. Cringing as she’d realized that the contents weren’t exactly her favored fillings (as she was looking for bacon sandwiches) she then continued to go through the rest of the pile of rations, cringing all the more as she saw what they were.
“Bleah,” was all she had to mutter as she then returned to the pie of snacks; and after finally finding something that agreed with her, ripped the bag open and began to dig in. The raven-haired Trainer then sighed, before adding something to a rather long list of mental notes that she’d been taking ever since they’d crash-landed in the wilderness; to always have food on her no matter where they’d end up going. Sure, she’d already gotten into the habit of always bringing a first-aid kit with her wherever she went; but food was something else that she’d tackle eventually. After going through a few bags of chips and half of what she assumed was trail mix (there were nuts and chocolate pieces in the bag she’d opened up) she then sighed, before scooting over as close as she could to where he was sleeping.
Once she was close enough, she then took out the small first-aid kit she’d stored away in a fit of anger earlier, and clumsily tried to dress up his hands with the bandages and the ointment that she had brought along with her. Even if the Heal Bell had healed the actual burn itself, she knew that the skin was still rather sore, so she decided to try and address the problem herself—while he was asleep at the very least.
It felt like an eternity, but she had managed to pull out and dress up the fingers on his right hand; it was the other hand that was going to be the problem now. Well, I hope he doesn’t wake up… she thought to herself as she tried to roll him over onto his left side as gently as possible, without waking him up in the process.
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WORDS 513 TAGSJosh Dragomir NOTESBad idea leaving her alone with the food
Post by Josh Dragomir on May 26, 2015 0:40:03 GMT -5
"Mmmhmmm..." Josh would murmur to Izumi's words as he would slowly fall asleep. If he had been more awake, he would probably realize that allowing Izumi to even touch their survival food was a horribly bad idea. It would likely not to be a surprise to him to find that the next morning, Izumi would have gone through all of their rations, all of their food, and forced them to have nothing else to eat until they got home because Izumi didn't have the know how to pack her own food, and had to stuff her butt.
The young man would drift off into a deep sleep. He was clearly exhausted, and sleep would overcome him quite quickly. He didn't dream at all... He was peaceful. Happy that he had managed to save the life of his Charizard. He would awaken the next morning to find that the storm had passed, and Fawkes seemed to be still there, his tail as lively as ever.
"Urrrghh..." He muttered as he would sit up and rub his eyes. He was kind of hungry actually...
Post by Izumi Yamamura on May 31, 2015 7:16:12 GMT -5
It had taken almost half the night, but the raven-haired Trainer had managed to pull out his left arm and had also applied a soothing cream on his left hand and had wrapped it up in some more bandages; the problem was making sure that the bandages themselves didn’t unravel after too long. After she’d secured the bandages with some gauze tape, she then yawned before tossing a few more logs onto the fire, hoping that the heat would last them until the morning.
Of course, there came a point that even she wasn’t able to keep her eyes open for too long; and after poking at the logs to stir up the ashes, she then stuck the makeshift ‘poker’ (that was actually just another one of the longer, slimmer branches he’d packed along) into the snow and had dozed off, unable to fight off the exhaustion any longer.
If the blonde-haired man would care to notice, both his hands had been dressed and wrapped in bandages, and not too far from where an extinguished campfire had once burned, there was a lightly-snoring, conked-out companion of his, catching some much-needed shut-eye. The female Charizard had woken up some minutes earlier, and was flexing her wings before nudging the snoozing Typhlosion awake. The Glaceon was still asleep though, curled up into a perfect ball of bluish fur not too far from where Izumi was now sleeping. The sandwiches were mostly untouched, if her companion wanted to look for some breakfast—the only opened rations were two bags of salted potato chips as well as half the bag of what appeared to be trail mix.
“Good morning, ijit,” the female Charizard huffed to her male opposite, before flaring out her wings to their fullest extent—if Josh would notice, even Ravana had a size advantage going for her. “C’mon, Ara, get up. You can’t be snoozing forever. We have to get our asses off this frigid mountain,” she continued in her draconic tongue, continuing to poke the slumbering Typhlosion in the belly. The other bipedal Fire-type was apparently grumbling something in his sleep, and was starting to wave some limbs in Ravana’s general direction out of a sleep-fuddled annoyance, muttering something like, “…don’t wanna get up yet…” before dropping off into the peaceful throes of slumber.
“Geez, what a moron you are, Ara,” the female Charizard huffed in their dialect, before deciding to give her Trainer a rather…interesting surprise. After she’d flexed her wings several more times, the female Charizard then took a deep breath… before roaring at an incredible volume, next to where Izumi had fallen asleep. If that didn’t wake her up, then the Cha didn’t know what would…
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WORDS 449 TAGSJosh Dragomir NOTESGood morning to you too, sleepyhead
Post by Josh Dragomir on Jun 1, 2015 23:01:55 GMT -5
The blonde would finally sit up, after having fallen asleep due to exhaustion Arceus knows how many hours ago. His head was pounding, his hand was hurting. He could still feel a raging headache the size of a Wailord. The blonde cracked his neck before he looked down at his hand. "Hm?" He muttered to himself as he would note that someone, probably Izumi the paranoid wife, had bandaged up his hand. He nodded a bit, grateful for Izumi's help. Josh would manage to get up, noting his Typhlosion and Pikachu were sleeping against Fawkes, likely trying to help keep him warm, as well as stay warm off him themselves. The Pokemon, all, including Fawkes, was still asleep and Josh would get up and look around for food.
It seemed Izumi had gotten into the food a bit, he noted, but had fallen asleep before she could eat much. As he went to go and grab some grub, he heard Ravana let out a roar and he flinched. But the thing that made him freeze was that Ravana's roar got a response.... Something let out a roar in rage, and Josh could hear shuffling... Something was heading their way.
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Jun 5, 2015 23:39:50 GMT -5
Okay, so maybe roaring right into her Trainer’s ears wasn’t the best way to wake Izumi up, but the female Charizard would look over at where her owner’s male companion was now shuffling around, looking for some food—when her initial roaring ‘alarm’ had seemingly gotten a response; and boy she could tell from the other human’s face that something had happened and that it probably wasn’t the good kind. “Chaaa…” the female bipedal Fire-type growled, before walking back to where the Typhlosion was now grumbling in his sleep before looking around half-sleepily.
The roaring noise that they’d heard just a few moments ago? It had decided to roar back their way; and it was getting much louder. “Cha. Cha! Chaaaaaar!” she said in the male human’s direction, before gesturing towards her snoozing human with one of her wings, before lumbering off towards where the source of the noise was coming from. “Come on, Ara, you jackass, get up off your sleepy behind, we have company and it’s not the good kind,” she addressed the male Typhlosion, who then shook his head before scenting the air—and what he smelled suddenly caused his mane of crackling flames to flare out and burst into life.
“Rav, did you really have to roar in her face? Look what you did!” the male Typhlosion grumbled back in their language, before flexing his legs and finally joining her in order to check out the source of the noise. Of course, the snoozing female wasn’t one to get up; even with the roaring ‘good morning’ that her Charizard had screeched her way. Who knew that Izumi could sleep like a rock, anyway?
The gentle snoring noise continued to issue from where she lay, sprawled out without a care in the world. From the looks of things, even the Glaceon was a heavy sleeper; the roar didn’t do jack squat to it either.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Jun 9, 2015 14:09:50 GMT -5
No, really? In a cave that they'd been stuck in because of dangerous Pokemon, letting out a roar and alerting them to your campsite was the absolute WORST thing that Izumi's Charizard could have done. And Josh knew it. As did his Pokemon. As soon as the second roar came back, Inferno would sit up and glare at Ravana. "You loon, do you know what you've done?!" The Typhlosion would growl toward the female Charizard, knowing full well that his brother had already given her what for. Actually, if Inferno recalled, this was the first mission that he and his brother had been taken on together since he had evolved into a Typhlosion, and it hadn't been even acknowledged.
Fawkes was slowly waking up, though still sore from the wounds of yesterday. Lightning would get up, motioning for Josh to go and wake up Izumi. "Alright, alright" Josh said as he would walk over to Izumi, leaning at her side before shaking her violently.
"Zu, wake up!" Josh called as he shook her even more. "Your fucking Charizard's alerted the Glalie for our location! We have to get out of here! I'm not doing mouth to mouth, get up!"
Oh lordie. She really was a heavy sleeper. But they needed to get out of here, and fast.