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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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Golden Rule: Treat others as you wish to be treated. If you find yourself content with being an asshole EPOCH and its members will not tolerate you.
RULES
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EPOCH is PG-13. Proboards’ Terms of Service:
Sex; When you get under the clothes, fade to black.
Violence; Do not go into extreme nauseating detail.
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Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Mar 22, 2015 5:41:32 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 / 3 of 4 / 213
Soon after the Coordinator and her companion Weavile had made a getaway from the room where they’d found the half-destroyed statue (and had pocketed the marble it held in the process) they then proceeded to venture down the long passageway, looking around and hoping that they would be able to find something.
Of course, this gave her Pokémon a chance to get around even more—which it proceeded to do so with continuous applications of Agility. “Els, you should calm down,” she began, watching as the hyperactive Weavile was zipping around as fast as its light legs would carry her; snickering at the slowness of her owner.
“I know you’re making fun of how slow I’m going, but please calm down, girl, I’m not that fast. Even Max wouldn’t be able to keep up with you,” she continued with a rather cheesy grin crossing her face as she continued to watch the crazy red-and-black blur leaping and bounding off all around the walls of the corridor they were now traversing.
So far, so good. Nothing else is coming out of this yet… nothing too dangerous or nasty… she thought to herself as she followed the Weavile as they made their way down the passage, looking for something interesting that would catch their eye.
Dig Dig Dig . . . What's this?! Congratulations, You've found RARE BONE! A bone that is extremely valuable for Pokémon archeology. It can be sold for a high price to shops.
Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Mar 24, 2015 3:55:54 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 / pass / 252
The Weavile had skirted by something, and had seen that it was practically useless (Rare Bone); before scoffing and kicking it out of the way. This sudden action caught the Coordinator off-guard; she then saw what the Pokémon had sent flying before it clattered out of sight, down in the darkness. “My, my. You’re such a tough crowd,” she began with a chuckle before finally catching up to where the Weavile stood, arms folded across its chest.
“Weavile. Vile,” she heard the bipedal companion grate out, before glowering down the long stretch of corridor. “I know, I know. We have to keep looking some more… can you please go on ahead?” she requested from her companion, before she got a rather condescending look. “Please?” she added, looking down at the Weavile before sighing and then leaning against the wall. “I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want to, but then again… it would make me happy… since you move much faster on your feet than I can,” she added, hoping that laying it on thick for a bit would convince the Pokémon to get moving.
“Also, you bounce so much off the walls when you use Agility. It’d be a shame if you don’t put your speed to good use,” she ended before looking down the stretch of corridor again. “Vile… weavile, wea,” she heard coming from the Pokémon, who then stamped down a bit before boosting herself forward via Agility, disappearing down the stretch of hallway before vanishing into the shadows.
Dig Dig Dig . . . What's this?! Congratulations, You've found RELIC VASE! Someone's hobby from thousands of years ago. It's like a Van Gogh of this century.
Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Mar 26, 2015 8:56:08 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 / sadly, pass / 241
Andrea could only chuckle as she watched the Weavile quickly disappear into the shadows, very glad to be of use to her owner. Now that she was left back alone again, she could only look around before trying to regain her bearings—she’d been walking through the place for quite a while so she was pretty sure she was lost. “Crap. Next time, bring a piece of paper and draw a map,” she hissed to herself, slapping a palm to her forehead. She’d already heard the confirmed rumors that Teleport and any other Psychic-related techniques (or even special abilities for that matter) had a tendency to go berserk while people were searching through the area—and she didn’t want to fall victim to it!
She’d remembered one of the stories she’d overheard in the tent city just outside the Ruins’ perimeter that the Teleport skill that most Psychic-types knew and could utilize perfectly tended to go horribly wrong; several people had been warped into underground rivers; while others had been trapped at the top of towers whose exit points had crumbed away—or worse, winding up stuck inside a crumbling, disintegrating room! The Coordinator could only shake her head at such grisly tidings, before starting to paw around the place once again—and unfortunately finding nothing of interest that had caught her eye. The young girl then sighed, before attempting to catch up to where her Weavile had darted off to.
Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Mar 30, 2015 6:52:38 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 / nope / 226
As the Coordinator continued walking through the area, she felt her foot suddenly sink on something—and she quickly backed away, yelping like a cat that had been submerged in water. Thankfully, nothing clicking went off; she’d just stepped on something… a something that looked like it was covered in moss! “What on earth…” she trailed off, quickly crouching down in order to be able to inspect the thing that she’d trod on by accident. Once her eyes had become rather adjusted to the gloom, she then sighed, because she then realized what it was—it was an Evolutionary Stone; and it was one of the many that was widely available in the outside world.
“Well, crap,” she hissed, before shaking her head and standing up from her position, before skirting around the Leaf Stone and leaving it behind in the darkness. “Looks like I’m in for some trouble. I need to pray…” she muttered, more to herself than to the general area; before clearing her throat and then looking around. “Elsa? Hey, Els! Where are you?!” she shouted, looking around as best as she could manage; dim light conditions permitting. “Come on out, girl! Don’t leave me alone in the dark!” she continued to call out, continuing her solitary journey down the long hallway, trying to pick out where her Weavile had dashed off to.
Post by Andrea Thaddeus on Mar 30, 2015 9:15:24 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 / RNG why / 257
As Andrea continued to search through the section of the Ruins that she was currently traversing in, she then sighed; before continuing to walk forward while shouting out for her Weavile. “Els? Elsa?! Come on, don’t hide from me like this! I know you want to look around, but it’s pretty dangerous without you by my side. Come on. Please?” she called out, cupping her hands against her mouth so that her voice would carry much further. She then sighed, before turning at the bend, choosing the path on the right. She then continued to walk forward, before looking around rather frantically, since her Weavile wasn’t responding to her calls.
Over at where the Weavile was located, it continued to paw through a pile of overturned rubble; before seeing something sparkling… it was a shiny! However, since the Pokemon wasn’t a frequent companion of Andrea’s when she would poke around the Ruins, it scooped up the marble in its teeth before quickly flying out of the room via its use of Agility. Sooner or later, the Dark-type then caught sight of the Coordinator that was poking through another room, before calling her attention—spitting out the marble in the process. “Wea! Weavile!” echoed throughout the room; and the Coordinator turned around—before quickly rushing over to where the Pokémon stood!
“Elsa! Don’t do that again!” she admonished; before seeing the thing that was rolled towards her way—and her face promptly fell. “Ugh, no…” she groaned, before rolling the “fake marble” over and over in her hands.
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RARE BONE!
RELIC VASE!
LEAF STONE!
INTRIGUING STONE!
