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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.
We are more than just a Pokemon RP, we're a friendly community with a goal on being a memorable experience for those that look in.
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.
Cursing; This is so fucking allowed, but don't go overboard.
Suggestive Content; In avatars, signatures and templates can attract the wrong kind of attention. So be careful.
"*Young master, I have great news.*" Kuto looked up from her laptop, yawning quietly, having been working on a rather pitiful case of a man believing his wife was having an affair. It was so obvious that they both were, he was just ensuring that he wasn't caught first. Closing the screen she looked to her butler sableye. "Yes Glint?" "*We have achieved our 50th breeding. We are a fully established ranch and now have rights to three breedings a week.*"
Kuto blinked, but a small smile formed at the corner of her mouth, opening her laptop and checking her emails.
"We better put it to use."
Breeding yumi's recently caught male Timburr and Kuto's female lopunny
The Golden Knight was travelling a lot for these Breedings as of lately. However, it was a given point that he was so very close to finishing the list. As such, he would probably follow most, if not any means necessary to complete it. Piplup would be a Pokemon that would normally be hard to get, but access to Breeders and access to Egg Moves would be quite useful in the situation. It was as such that the Golden Knight looked at his computer, opening up the e-mail system he used very rarely.
He had gone to the ranch previously, guided there by an old friend who suggested the services. However, entering the establishment, he had been met with a sign that told him to e-mail them instead, for there was no one in the front-desk counter areas. William was not a very e-mail-y person, but he would do as requested. Using the Pokemon Center’s computer, he typed out the message requesting the breeding of an Empoleon of one of his friend’s and a Matine, offering to pay however much money necessary to get the Egg Moves on it.
Agility was a delightful move, and he had learned by experience how tide-turning Aqua Ring could be.
NOTES
Requesting for a breeding between Yumi's male Mantine and Ducky's female Empoleon, passing down the Egg Moves Aqua Ring and Agility. I'll pay for the TMs as necessary, as previously agreed.
Kuto glanced at her emails as she got along with her work, noting that she had a new email, but the special program she had installed to alert her when Yumi was emailing her breeding account had not gone off, which actually made her curious. With no reason to delay it, she checked the message, surprised to find a rare breed request from someone other than Yumi for a change. Of course she still had some stored requests from the red head, so she may get those done.
Breeding Yumi's Male Mantine and Ferris' female empoleon for agility and aqua ring Breeding Yumi's male Golduck and Female Zangoose for Disable Breeding Yumi's Male Slowbrow and Interpol's female khangahskhan for disable.
According to the e-mail, the breeding had gone swimmingly. This was a delight and a good set of news for the Golden Knight - he was trying to perform all these breedings and actions without depending on a drop of money from his parents. This could easily be considered foolish, when one took into account the amount of money his parents could provide to his operations and desires, but he found it both rude and unnecessary to employ such kinds of things. This was a mission and desire that he had set upon himself to complete, and it was only fair and fitting that he resolve it himself, even if he had to work extra odd-jobs to get the funds.
So it was with quite some pep in his step that he entered the breeding establishment, golden incubator in hand, approaching the front desk and stating his name. It was with a smile he received the Piplup egg with the specific egg moves. Today was a day of success. Even if it bothered them that he wouldn't take their money, his parents would be proud of his son's determination and aplomb.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Aug 26, 2014 20:25:27 GMT -5
(Whoops, meant to grab this sooner!)
Wait, if Kanghaskahn hatched from Eggs, how did they have babies in their pouches from birth? What kind of evil sorcery was this? How was this a thing? It didn't make sense!
But those questions were not something Josh was thinking about as he casually made his way to the ranch after a phone call. With earbuds in his ears and one of the strangest songs he'd ever heard playing, which he didn't know why he was listening to it, but apparently it was too catchy to resist. The day he sings it, kill me, please. ANYWAY, with earbuds in his ears and music playing, he watched as the breeding place came into sight. Turning the music off, he would walk in and shoot a smile to one of the workers, inquiring about the egg and giving his name. After a bit of conversation, he would nod and take the egg after it was given, walking out after offering his regards to the Breeder.
[Claiming the Born Mother Kanghaskahn Egg, if they're still available, since I'm a bit late on grabbing it then planned]
Post by Unnur Liefsdóttir on Aug 27, 2014 19:10:02 GMT -5
through the black and seamless sea
Curiosity oozed out of a young girl's every movement as she stepped inside the establishment, accompanied by a pastel-coloured Pokémon that was easily her own size and a small robin-like bird. So this was what a breeding ranch looked like! Hm... it not quite was she was expecting, if she was honest.
"E...mail...?" she read out loud, slightly confused. Unnur wasn't sure what that meant, much less how to do what the sign requested, but she figured it had something to do with the device Erin had given her some weeks ago. It was only a matter of seconds before the blue-haired girl managed to dial the older woman's number, and no more than a couple of minutes after that before an email had been successfully written up and sent.
Once that was out of the way, she called her orange-coloured bird back into his pokéball and—not without suspicion—left it within one of the lockboxes.
Kuto was surprised to find that she was actually getting some money for her breedings from someone other than her usual patron, Yumi. It was good, but at the same time, oddly strange. Perhaps it was just because she was becoming a creature of habit, or perhaps it was because she actually tended to pay better. Whatever the case was, she had breeds to get to, and with a crack of her fingers, she typed out her latest list of jobs for Glint.
Breeding Yumi's male shieldon and female axew for Endure. Breeding Yumi's male Ferroseed and female Dwebble for iron defense and spikes Breeding Unnur's male Fletchling and Yumi's female mandibuzz
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Aug 29, 2014 15:32:50 GMT -5
"MUAHAHAHAHA~!"
People moved away from the obviously crazy and shifty-looking old man with the maniacal grin on his face. They could be forgiven about thinking that he was some sort of lunatic or megalomaniac-wannabe since he gave off those kinds of vibes. Even the Stoutlands and Audinos were frightened away.
The old man didn't give a damn if those peons thought he was crazy. He was a genius, and geniuses were never meant to be understood. And right now, his genius was about to pay off because he had negotiated a deal with that old man who owned the Gardens of Babylon. Become their errand boy for a month and he could have that restraining order lifted for good. Quite a steal indeed~
One of his current errands was for his grandson too, which led him to the front of this Pafe Ranch place. Sounded familiar, but for the life of him he couldn't remember why. Oh well.
"Hey there~ I'm here to pick up an Axew egg in the name of the Gardens of Babylon~" He said boisterously. "I even have papers to prove it! Something about a Bulbasaur egg...."
"Hm, you think with three breedings a week now, we'd be getting more business than ever from that red head."
Kuto looked over her emails, almost alarmed at the fact that Yumi no longer had a backlog of breeds to complete, in fact, she hardly had enough to fill Kuto's slots this week.
"*Well I would assume that the backlog is falling since we have more slots to fill. Besides, I am quite sure we'll have more free time now that the red head is satisfied.*"
Breeding Vesta's male machamp and Kuto's female Lopunny Breeding Yumi's male Monferno and Yumi's female Timburr for mach punch and counter Breeding Yumi's female fletchling and Male Archen for snatch
Post by Unnur Liefsdóttir on Sept 8, 2014 7:56:18 GMT -5
through the black and seamless sea
It had been two weeks since she had last set foot here. This time, Unnur entered Pafe Ranch alone. She had been anxious the whole time, not having her little, extremely annoying Fletchling by her side, and so relief washed over her face when she finally got a hold of the red-and-white ball. She quickly released the Pokémon waiting within, picked up a small egg just next to it, and headed for the exit. The egg had already been accounted for, or at least so Erin had assured her, and a letter—an email, the thirteen-year-old had to remind herself—of thanks had been sent. There was nothing else for the blue-haired girl to do inside. Without even a glance back, out she went. One soft, mumbled "I missed you" was concealed with the passing wind.