4.0 Dedicated to its Members and Fans of Pokemon A Pokemon Sandbox RP
Pokémon Dubstep (ft. Lindsey Stirling)
W
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
Understand We're All Human. Respect the staffers as well as your fellow members and guests. We all have flaws, tempers and quirks. Be patient with one another, but if issues involving other members come up please don’t just grin and bear it. Contact a staff member, informing them of what's going on so they can address and resolve the situation. The staff won't know what's bothering you unless you tell them.
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.
Love was something Angel Dalton thought about sometimes. So this conversation was increasingly interesting to her. She was practically leaning over her diagram when she wrote it out and was hanging on this woman's words. She seemed so much more experienced in the things she wanted to know about, and to be honest it was sort of a breath of fresh air for her to have some female companionship.
"But but.. what about.." she started to say, before the ice cream arrived. Her eyes practically bulged out of her head as she saw it. "You're going to eat that all!? It's so big! Really really big! I didn't know they even made ice cream this big!"she exclaimed with excitement and glee. This was an interesting discovery for a 10 year old girl! Just the idea that such a thing existed and one could sit and eat it all was exciting to her! It looked so yummy! She glanced back over at her parfait glass, but it was empty.. she had taken the last few bites while she had been listening to Izumi just now.
At this moment Angel Dalton felt a bit of a poke on her shoulder. A nice older waitress, looking about in her late 20's with brunette hair like Angel had gotten her attention and was now smiling at her. Angel Dalton smiled back at her since she seemed so friendly, and wondered for a split second what she wanted. She didn't have to wait long to find out though.
The older waitress winked at her and then motioned around her own mouth. At first Angel was confused, was there something on her face? She touched it.. and sure enough there was. She might have attacked the last few bites of her ice cream with a bit too much energy as her lips and the area around them was a bit... sticky. She blushed at the extremely childish action she had done and quickly grabbed a few napkins to clean herself off.
Once her nervous cleaning was done, Angel looked back at the waitress to confirm if she had gotten rid of it all and was greeted with another wink.
"Much better darlin'. Glad to see you've perked up. Saw you looking so glum on the set and just pacing around. I had been rooting for ya." Although some might see it as a bit unprofessional, the kind waitress reached over the counter and tussled her hair like she would her own kid sister.
"You'll get'em next time. Don't give up now."
Although the woman quickly went back to her next order, Angel Dalton pulled herself slightly off her chair to lean over in the direction she had moved and exclaimed across the table. "Thank you!" which brought a bit of laughter from the waitress and another smile. Angel Dalton really liked to see people smile.
Sitting back firmly in her seat she looked back at Izumi. "I.. I didn't miss anything you said right?"
NOTES
Trying to get better at using NPC's... I can do that right?
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Aug 31, 2014 1:17:44 GMT -5
She was going to return to the topic that they were discussing—for the moment, though, her attention was distracted due to the fact that the huge thing she’d ordered had finally arrived; and she then picked up one of the two spoons and handed it to her. “I can’t eat this alone. You want to split with me? There’s more than enough for the two of us here,” she added with a sheepish chuckle. At that moment, though, she looked up and saw that one of the waitresses had approached her, and was apparently gesturing in Angel’s direction—it was only then she noticed that her young companion had the remains of “ice cream mouth” all around her face. Grinning sheepishly as she then wiped down her face, she then watched the little interaction take place, before the wait staff left them alone again; and she chuckled, before gesturing to the spoon in her other hand, “Well, not much. Let’s enjoy this whopper of a banana split now, shall we?” she continued with a grin on her face.
Truth be told, she wasn’t exactly expecting the creation to be as big as it was shown in the picture; because mostly she’d seen stuff being bigger than usual, but smaller upon actual purchase—it just so happened that this particular ice cream house in Slateport held true to its word, that “what you see is what you get”. “Dig in,” she encouraged, dribbling her spoon across the vanilla and strawberry ice cream sections, before catching a bit of the nuts and whipped cream, and then just… plain shoveling it right into her mouth. “Mm, this tastes awesome,” she said, a bit muffled due to the fact that the ice cream itself was cold and the ingredients were fresh—just the way she wanted to enjoy the cold, sweet treat. “Go on, before it melts and we have a huge puddle of a mess to deal with,” she continued, dribbling on her spoon a bit of banana, along with chocolate, before going for the whipped cream and topping it with a chunk of the strawberry ice cream and then shoveling it once more into her mouth.
| | | | |
WORDS 365 TAGS @angel NOTESThis thing's huge. Attack!
Angel Dalton didn't need to be told twice! The second she laid her eyes on that sweet treat she knew she wanted some. Izumi might have picked up on this but either way it was nothing that Angel knew, but her face shifted into such an excited expression upon realizing that Izumi was indeed offering to share.
"Really?" Although this was framed as a question, Angel didn't wait for her to answer before grabbing her spoon. Izumi eventually encouraged it with her comment about saving it from the fate of a puddle. Although Angel wanted to be a hero and didn't find much outlet for it, she did know that this was something she could save!
The first attempted scoop was a big one, filling the decent sized spoons (at least for her) to the brim with the tasty treat. It was a mostly Strawberry flavoured bite, but it was the flavour she was looking forward to the most. Although the angle at which the split was created forced her to take a small chunk of the chocolate flavour as well.. this was a burden she could bare. It was the tastiest burden of them all, in fact!
As she quickly turned her spoon around to dig into a bite of it though, the chunk of ice cream started to fall off the spoon. "Ah!" she yelped, her other hand quickly falling into place to catch it, which she did.. but now she just had a bite of ice cream on her hand. Child that she was though, it wasn't about to stop her and she moved that bit of ice cream to her mouth and gobbled it right up. It was pretty easy to see how this girl could end up with ice cream on her face. She really was a bit immature for her age when it came right down to it.
As she licked her fingers and hand, as of course she would do, she remembered a question she had meant to ask before the lady had stopped to let her know about her face. She looked over at her, "What about the love between friends! That's my favorite!" It really was her favorite, and she didn't see it on the chart she had made.
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Sept 5, 2014 8:01:22 GMT -5
Izumi was enjoying the huge sweet treat so much; she’d almost forgotten about their topic of conversation… when a yelp from Angel’s side brought her back to the present. “Oh, my,” she began, using her free hand and reaching for one of the tissue holders and grabbing a few wads of the stuff before presenting it to her. “Here, wipe off in the meantime, we can go to the bathroom and wash up once we’re done,” she continued, before attacking the nutty side of the huge banana split. This part had more bananas and vanilla piled on it, too, so with some deft spoon-maneuvering tactics, she had managed to get a chunk of vanilla, with banana and nuts, before going straight into her mouth and just enjoying the sweet treat melt in her mouth. At Angel’s question about the “friendly” kind of love (what she called love between friends) she then set the spoon down and reached for the piece of paper before reaching for the pen he’d left on one side.
“Thanks for reminding me about that,” she added with a grin, still watching Angel from the corner of her eye and then scribbling a few more words on the sheet in front of them, this time writing “friends” and then circling it, before connecting it to the “main idea”. “Well, this kind of ‘love’ is a bit… uhh, tricky to explain; at least at your current age. Let’s just have it described like this: you do know the feeling you get when you see someone you like, right? ‘Friendly love’ is… something that goes on that, but is less… oh, how am I going to explain this…” she trailed off, apparently at a loss for words. She then realized that she was tackling the question from an older point of view, and therefore decided to switch tactics, scaling down to something that Angel could at least understand. “Okay. You have a lot of friends, right? You love them, but it’s not the same as the way you love your family,” she continued, hoping that her new ‘explanation’ was more than enough! Honestly, sometimes I keep forgetting I’m not talking to someone my own age… she thought to herself as she waited for her to ask more questions…
| | | | |
WORDS 379 TAGS @angel NOTESIt's alright, no biggie
To be honest Angel Dalton did not understand what she was talking about. She thought about the feeling when she saw her mother and father, her family like they had said.. and the feeling when she saw a friend. Friends were so amazing and had always been such a high priority for the young girl.. and she had a sweet and large idealistic view of friendship. Friends basically were family in her mind, so there was very little difference in her own head.
In fact she shared her not understanding of this pretty simply as well.. "Um.. I don't understand.." she giggled though, so she obviously was not stressing about it anymore and took another bite of her ice cream. The fact that she was being so very messy about things wasn't something that she seemed too bothered about.. at least right now. That feeling was reserved for tonight when she washed her hands and worried about how girly she was supposed to be being! The answer was super girly! The girliest!
Thoughts finally drifted away from boys, love, and the troubles of raising Pokemon and simply on the girl she was sharing some ice cream with however, and she smiled back at her. The full force of that girl who wanted to be friends now with her shining down on her. "I think you were so cool today!" A thought that she had recently been thinking, now that she was done being a sore loser. "You could do really cool stuff! You could even take down bad guys I bet! Have you?" One might wonder where Angel was mentally that she thought that the world was still full of bad guys.. but then this was the Pokemon world. Bad guys really did seem to spring up everywhere. "I bet so.. I wanna be like you when I grow up." she said.. and she thought that was a pretty nice thought to have.
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Sept 23, 2014 6:46:12 GMT -5
Izumi could only chuckle as the words she’d shared went way over Angel’s head; and she could only grin as she watched the younger girl digging into the banana split. As of now, more or less half of the entire thing was gone thanks to Angel attacking it relentlessly; it was now starting to… implode on the plate they were sharing. “Right, let’s enjoy the ice cream!” she added with a chuckle as she then maneuvered her spoon and began with a bit of vanilla; before edging sideways and getting some strawberry, before topping off the entire spoonful with a bit of chocolate and some nuts—and all this went straight into her mouth. “I told you this was pretty awesome,” she said, muffled around the ice cream and then scooped up some more to eat, this time adding a chunk of banana to the spoonful she was working on. At the younger girl’s next few words, she felt her own ears burn—but this was more out of embarrassment than surprise!
“Well, you think so?” she began with a chuckle as she then scooped up the next spoonful and crammed it into her mouth; allowing the silence in order for her to think of a reply. Once the next spoonful of ice cream was down, she then chuckled sheepishly at the quip, and said, “Well… when you’re much bigger—I’m sure you’ll grow into a fine young lady—you just go out there and do what you want to. Do what feels right. I’ve been on the road, so I’ve learned how to defend myself; and trained a lot of my companions along the way,” she continued, shoveling another spoonful of banana split into her mouth. After swallowing, she then added, “I’ve run across some suspicious characters, but thankfully I was able to get out of those sticky situations… all thanks to Pokémon,” she added, waving her spoon around for a bit more emphasis. “Just keep at it right now, what you’re doing… and you’ll get to your goal even before you realize it,” she ended with another smile on her face.
She smiled, liking the "feeling" of the words this woman was saying as she was saying them, a excellent addition to the wonderful feeling that accompanied the delicious ice cream she was still digging into. Her words were quickly silenced a bit as she really got in the ice cream, a little too busy filling her mouth to talk with it and feeling again.. a little flushed. She was at the age where she was able to recognize when she acted childish, and suddenly was a little embarrassed with it all.
After a while she said.. "Thank you very much for wanting to cheer me up ma'am. I'm sorry I threw a baby fit." she said, looking guilty again. Although right after she imparted a rather bright little smile. So in the end she really did seem to be in a better mood now. "And for the ice cream, and for just being really nice. Thank you very much."
NOTES
Feel free to start towards wrapping up if you would like.
Post by Izumi Yamamura on Sept 25, 2014 7:58:32 GMT -5
Izumi got flustered again—but it was only because Angel had called her “ma’am”! “Oh, no need to call me that. Just think of me as a feisty older sister. Wait, I got it…” she trailed off, setting her spoon down and reaching for her wallet; extracting it from one of her back pockets and then searching through the contents until she found what she was looking for—she’d asked a friend back in Lavaridge to print more of the “calling cards” for her now that she’d defaulted back into being a Trainer—not that Angel needed to know any of that information! In any case, she then pulled out one of the cards from the stack, and then handed it to the young lady.
“Here you go. My number, if in case you want to call or ask me something,” she said with a grin as she picked up the spoon once again and then continued to attack the remaining bits and pieces of the gigantic banana split that they’d shared for today.
“No need to thank me, it’s the least I could do,” she added a few moments later, spoon sticking out of the side of her mouth—she’d just grabbed the last few banana chunks on her side of the massive bowl. All that was left on her side was… a chunk of vanilla ice cream that had melted down into some kind of mush, along with some floating remains of chopped nuts and whipped cream. “If you have any problems, feel free to call… I’ve always got my phone with me, okay?”
She took the card, the look on her face was joyful. Like the look of a child who had gotten a present, but instead it was just.. a card. It symbolized a connection to her though, a feeling that they would meet up again. The feeling made her happy, excited, it made her feel alive. She just.. she hated so much when she met nice people and she got the feeling in her heart that she would never see them again. It was a rough feeling. It made the goodbye's harsh.
Because she had this though, the goodbye didn't sting her on the way out. Although the child still noticably refused to use that exact wording. "Until we meet again then, big sister?" She said, smiling for a moment and looking up at her like any younger sister might look at a big sister, but then she broke into a fit of giggles.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I just was thinking about how much I wanted a big brother or sister growing up and.." the fact that she laughed at these thoughts was an interesting one, but at least she wasn't letting them down. It might be simply happiness that was causing such a reaction, not an odd feeling to have after meeting a friend and being treated to a ton of ice cream.
Suddenly though, the phone in question started to beep. She had actually left it on the table, and if a head would turn in that direction simply due to the noise one would see a buzzing pink phone just about to fall off the table before Angel expertly caught it. She laughed a little nervously and smiled at her friend. She picked up and then her eyes grew wide, and she cut off the voice that was talking to her. "I better talk to her outside, I'll see you later!" she said, nervously heading towards the door.. aware that for a moment she had gotten everyone in the area to look right over their in her direction.. and the sillyhead was worried she had bothered them.
"Yes mom? I was talking to my new friend! We met in a tournament.. she's really cool mom.." Could be heard as she slipped away.
NOTES
I imagine after she was done with her phone conversation she would remember she didn't give you her's and text you a mesage like.. ITS ANGEL!!!
| 
| 
| 
| 
| 
