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POSTED ON Jan 1, 2023 22:44:47 GMT

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MT. PYRE[break]✥ THE BORDER

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THE BORDER IS A MOUNTAINOUS PURGATORY OF MUTED SEPIA SMOKE. By floating islands, translucent bridges soar through the realm toward the heavens. Tall stone spires jut out from the spiritual mist. In the sky, the wisps of spirits can be seen heading toward their final destination before the afterlife...[break][break]

Curiously, there are four broken seals embedded in four mountains. Though Adrian Malcolm and YVELTAL may have seen their location upon their unceremonious entry, the spirit realm has shifted since their last visit, rendering each broken seal far apart from each other.

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LIST OF PROMPTS

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05 help the spirit of a person or pokemon pass on.
07 offer coins to the gimmighoul ferryman to take a ride across a river.
08 experience immense grudgefulness, fear, envy, or hatred.
10 become possessed by a spirit attempting to return to life.
15 become lost in the mist.
16 search for suitable locations to set up camp/base.
🗺️ utilize mega evolution in a pivotal way.
🗺️ RHUGONE's incredible strength must be pivotal in some way; her memory of her previous contractor's passing may be touched upon.
🗺️ cato's difficulties with trust must be explored or touched upon in some way &/or he may encounter the vestigial spirit of his father.
🗺️ @hellebore's experience as a librarian must be pivotal in some way.
🗺️ Madeline McKenna's desire for money must be touched upon (cato may indulge in this prompt too); she may be reminded of her father and his malamar during the supernatural phenomena of overridden feelings or possession.
🗺️ Xander Belmont will experience spirits coming to him and welcoming him back, including the old spirit of a draconid.

EXPEDITION TREASURES

AT THE END OF EACH EXPEDITION THREAD, all characters must ROLL for their final post. The HIGHEST FOUR ROLLS will be counted for what TREASURES are retrieved from the location. These treasures will be returned to each faction for future use...

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PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING GUIDELINES. A more comprehensive list of rules will be published in each event thread. These rules are also subject to change.[break][break][break]

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Please INCLUDE WHICH PROMPTS you are using in your expedition thread.
Please have at least FIVE POSTS PER CHARACTER in your expedition thread.

IN YOUR FINAL POSTS, PLEASE ROLL.

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So this was the Spirit Realm huh? Cato never figured there would be such a place. He wasn't a firm believer in souls, but rather mere consciousness -- once death came, it was like shutting off a machine, the program wouldn't even realize what was happening to it. So to see spirits in such a collective fashion caused his thoughts to shift. (Or perhaps this was merely an illusion?) Nonetheless, he stood at the docks and awaited the other arrivals. Himself, Rhugone, and three others who offered their time to travel the spirit world and see what lay beyond their own understanding.

"Five pence for safe travels -- one for each of you."

The ferryman before Cato held out their hand as a cloak covered their face. (Were they even humanoid?) Cato dug into his pocket and carefully placed one coin, then two, three, four, and five. His eyes focused on the ferryman's palm, not daring to look into its face. (Perhaps the idea that death may stare back at him felt too heavy to bear.) As Cato was the first to board, he heard the whispers of something (or someone perhaps) in the back of his mind.

"It's only fair for me to steal your soul, isn't it boy?"

Cato felt goosebumps crawl up his skin as a shiver trailed down his spine. He knew that voice, that God awful voice. Eyes grew a fraction wider as Cato dug his nails into the fabric of his pants. He was here with them, it seemed.

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RHUGONE @hellebore Madeline McKenna Xander Belmont

PROMPTS COMPLETED - 07 offer coins to the gimmighoul ferryman to take a ride across a river.
10 become possessed by a spirit attempting to return to life. (in progress)
[ CATO DIPASQUALE's difficulties with trust must be explored or touched upon in some way &/or he may encounter the vestigial spirit of his father. ] - in progress

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shadows shifted and churned like a noxious aerosolized poison, rhugone breathing it all in deeply and slowly. although she was ready to already leave the realm they had just entered to, she found herself held back by something shackling her to the floor - a kind touch that was icy cold on her shoulder.[break]
'you haven't forgotten me - have you, rhugone?'[break]
the voice was familiar. it was too familiar to even begin trying to be ignorant enough to dismiss it as some ruse of the realm. while she didn't particularly believe in an afterlife, her thoughts were shifting alongside her present boss's own. rhugone didn't dare look behind herself, trying to leave the individual the voice belonged to in the past as well though her shoulder ached and prayed for the rest of her body to turn and submit to the joys she once knew. [break]
although christmas was over, what a sick ghost of the past this was.[break]
"it seems mr. dipasquale has paid our toll. everyone get on," she ordered - not caring who did or didn't follow her command. they would all get on the ferry on their own time if they wanted to get on with the adventure, she knew. if not, they'd just leave them there - high and dry. tarry black water awaited the raft and whoever didn't get on the free passage was a fool.[break]
'you're not leaving me behind, are you? who even is this new man by your side? your new boss, isn't it. it couldn't be like us - nothing ever could.' the spirit's voice teased, a taller built figure leaning over her from the back. the bodyguard remained unblinking as she took her seat on the ferry, trying not to show outward expressions of discomfort or disease in general. "if there's something bothering you, let me know," the amazon said softly to cato, placing a hand upon his knee as if she didn't have her own chilling co-passenger with its hands around her throat.[break]
"we would all do well to remember anything we see or hear aside from each other are illusions. spirits will haunt us, but we're not ignorant enough to let them consume us, are we?" this was similar to a war cheer of sorts - attempting to rally the troops to say that they wouldn't find themselves unnerved enough to disperse during their visit to this realm. "we are here to find out what treasures we may find. in that, i hope we all agree." indeed, it was a self-interest pursuit for all of them individually. whatever was found through joined efforts would be split among them all like a group of mercenaries.[break]
"if anyone needs anything, please let me know," she extended the offer she made to cato to everyone, a bit more tender in her latter words as she waited for others to join the ferry.

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- RHUGONE: Past contractor's spirit is following her (ongoing RHUGONE )
- CATO: Father's spirit is haunting him cato
- 07: Cato has paid for the ferry ride (cato )

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POSTED ON Jan 5, 2023 2:21:46 GMT

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When she’d agreed to accompany an old bud somewhere, this wasn’t what she’d been expecting. Just more proof that some offers were too good to be true. That kind of money for a day trip? Talk about an obvious scam. Unfortunately, by the time she realized her plus-one wasn’t coming, the rift had closed behind her. As she stared up at the horizon, the ginger felt a shiver run down her spine. She was pretty sure those were ghosts, and that she was somewhere she really didn’t want to be.

Madd might love horror movies, but the girl had zero desire to actually be in one. And, judging by the barely disguised fear in her Obstagoon’s eyes, he didn’t fancy the new digs either. Still, both were too foolhardy to admit it. Especially when everyone around them seemed so chill. So, instead of running, the young woman merely adjusted her jacket. The Obstagoon meanwhile—better suited to munching Doritos than exorcisms—tried his best to look intimidating .

She watched in relative silence as the male at the front of the party handed over his fare. “Thanks, bud.” Madd murmured as she stepped into the ferry proper. Her amber eyes locked on the ferryman’s face for a minute, trying to discern just what it was. The shadows seemed deeper than the river around them, though. So, in the end, she got nothing but a flash of white and an amused grin. It looks like Charon here knew she was watching.

The hiking bear of a woman turned her eyes to Rhugone. Something about the woman’s calm helped soothe her frayed edges. Unlike the other two, the voices in her head were bare whispers. Though she hated her dad, she hadn’t killed the guy or gone through the trouble of finding a vengeful ex. Though, as she glanced around, she couldn’t shake the feeling that some faces were familiar. The stuff she did for Rocket had consequences, even if by six degrees of separation. “Noted.” She pondered the question for a moment. “I don’t think so, but I’ve never been haunted before. Just mind controlled.”

Amber eyes turned suspiciously toward the water. “So, uh, what happens if we fall out?”

The ferryman laughed. ”I have never had anyone come back to leave a review." The sound was like two coins—two tarry coins being rubbed together.

Not trusting the boat—or the funky-looking ferryman—the Obstagoon took his seat more reluctantly. As the ship rocked in the water, he pulled his knees closer to himself. “Goon.”

[Mentioned desire for money.]

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I feel it coming now, It's too late to shut it down. Over the mountain now, I'm Burning the valley down. I don't know where my mind is.

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Xander slid onto the boat without a thank you or hello to the strangers of his party. Silence, like always, was his friend. The only one he had these days. [break][break]

Looking out into the mist as they moved, an odd sense of familiarity washed over him. Xander set his jaw. He'd been here before, or a place like it anyway. All those times death took him, he stepped onto a shore like this one, but he never paid the fair. [break][break]

"You're here for treasure." Xander muttered, forcing his eyes away from the water. "I'm just coming home."

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Cato breathed in sharply and attempted to steady himself. It wasn't long until Rhugone had managed to call him down. He turned his head to look up at her and curved his lips into a faint yet appreciative smile. Even though she showed no signs of it, he could feel that a burden weighed heavy on her in this situation. His hand fell upon hers as he offered a gentle pat to reassure her that things would be just fine for the both of them. As both of the additional passengers came aboard, Cato simply nodded to acknowledge their presence. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, but he didn't wish to come off as harsh.

"You can smell the greed off of the red-headed woman."

Cato sucked in another breath as he attempted to push the voice out of his mind. This wasn't real, it was an illusion. This wasn't real, it was an illusion. This wasn't--

It wasn't long until his body tensed up completely. A cold chill ran up his spine as his head flew back. Phantom fingers gripped tight at his hair as he was forced to look up at the face of the man he'd once called his father. His breath came in heavy gasps as the full throes of panic took over him. The ghost before him cracked a harsh smile and began to choke him. Any trained eyes could see the indent of fingers around his neck. Eyes began to roll back as it felt more and more like his windpipe was being crushed.

Though nothing could be done, Cato's body went limp for the moment. After a few moments, he began to stir, and soon thereafter, he lifted his head to look directly at Madeline. A smile cracked that seemed almost predatory as he spoke to her. As he spoke, there was an unfamiliar twinge to his voice. It seemed he'd been possessed by the ghost that had clung to him since the beginning. The possessed man carefully folded one leg over the other and soon folded his hands over his knee. It's almost as if he chose to challenge the young woman.

"I can smell the greed on you as plain as day. Tell me, what would you do for riches beyond your wildest dreams?"

--

RHUGONE Madeline McKenna Xander Belmont

PROMPTS COMPLETED - 07 offer coins to the gimmighoul ferryman to take a ride across a river.
10 become possessed by a spirit attempting to return to life. - currently possessed
[ CATO DIPASQUALE's difficulties with trust must be explored or touched upon in some way and/or he may encounter the vestigial spirit of his father. ] - done

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'yeahhhh ... shoulda chosen a better guy if you wanted to replace me, rhu,' the spirit joked, the tall woman finding it more annoying than familiar to feel a spectral jab at her side as if she was meant to appreciate this joke at her expense.[break]
"excuse me," she started - quickly putting her head between cato and madeline as to stop this familiar conversation before it even began. "it seems mr. dipasquale is not feeling well." after the scene straight out of exorcist, rhugone had little doubt about what she should do next. [break]
with a slow pull back, she fired a solid punch into her boss's midsection - hoping to knock him out without greatly compromising his health. [break]
much like the redheaded woman onboard, rhugone was a fan of horror but didn't quite enjoy being in the middle of a horror movie herself. if she could use her strength to protect the other people on board, she would. this was how she would carry out her duty to cato, after all, seeing as she had to uphold his reputation and help him not smear it in front of a crowd of perfect strangers. "please don't be alarmed," she started - holding her hands out as to sign 'caution.' "we will wake him up when we are safe on the other side. i'm not an expert in spirits, so if anyone has any other advise, i'd be glad to hear it." clearly a punch-first-ask-questions-later type person, she looked to the rest of the crowd expectantly. her idea had been that upon waking, cato would be well again. if that wasn't the case, she would have to seek out other answers.[break]
in the meanwhile, the ferryman seemed to be unbothered and the trip was continuing on slowly ... until something was made clear that had rhugone anticipating a longer bout with this spirit possessing her boss than intended.[break]
"it seems the mist is a bit thick. we may have to take a detour," the ferryman spoke - more like clinks of coins in morse code that somehow translated to common speech. [break]
so. they were lost, was it? how great. with this extended time on the ferry, one could only wonder if the spirit possessing cato would stick with them longer and bring itself back to consciousness in time.[break][break]
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- RHUGONE: Past contractor's spirit is following her / using her strength to knock out the possessed Cato (ongoing RHUGONE )
- MADELINE: Mention of wanting money, ongoing
- CATO: Father's spirit is haunting him cato
- 07: Cato has paid for the ferry ride (cato )
- 10: Become possessed by a spirit (cato )
- 15: Become lost in the mist

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POSTED ON Jan 10, 2023 16:35:00 GMT

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Possession? Xander leaned forward, interested peaked. He dabbled with spirits plenty, but never saw them take root in another's soul. Golden hues focused on the other male, "Hmm." hard for him to say if the man was playing puppet for a phantom. No choice but to take Cato's companion at her word. [break][break]

"I got a Pokemon that might help." Xander pointed to a notch of land barely visible through the mist. "Can we stop there for a moment? Give the mist time to settle while I help our friend?" a question for everyon, but aimed mostly at the ferryman. [break][break]

"I doubt you want your boat burned to the ground."

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POSTED ON Jan 12, 2023 20:32:19 GMT

After a couple of minutes staring into the water, the ginger’s head began to spin. The dark, viscous water suddenly seemed like it was writhing—filled with the tentacles of a thousand scheming Malamar. Xander’s comment drew her face toward him, one eye going up.”So, you’re either a zombie or from a really messed-up place.” She hesitated for a moment, arms laying demurely in her lap. In moments like this—when her nerves were trembling—that old socialite peeked through. “Either way, it's definitely not a home I’d come back to.”

On the other side of the boot, the badger bobbed his head in agreement. “Obstagoon.” Sure, he’d grown up under a half-dead bush, but it didn’t have any creepy ghost shit going on. When Cato and Rhugone started—oh god—flirting, he turned away from the pair. His eyes pretending to be focused on a big hunk of nothing in the distance. Madeline, not one for touchy-feely stuff, did the same.

Until, at least, the dark-haired man jerked stiff as a board. “Shit!” Madeline shouted as his throat rippled with the indents of angry fingers. With no concern for the boot, she surged to her feet. Rocket or not, her first instinct was to stop someone from getting choked out. Especially by a ghost. Then, as suddenly as it started, the guy stopped. When he spoke next, his words rolled over her like an oil spill on a duck. “I’m guessing you did a hell of a lot? Real winner we have here.” In truth, money was nice, but she wasn’t about to do whatever this creepy ghost wanted.

Mostly because he sounded like her fucking dad. Before she managed anything else, the guy had crumpled like a sack of potatoes. For a minute, Madeline glanced at the purple-haired woman. She was hard to get a grip on. So, after a brief moment of concern, she gingerly settled down. “Thanks.” She smiled nervously. “Nice form, by the way.” Just not what she’d expect by someone who looked like this.

When Xander suggested docking, the redhead breathed a sigh of relief. They might have only been traveling a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity. “Do you need any help, bud?” Madeline murmured. “Yakuza is pretty spectral proof.” A thumb jerked forward to indicate the Obstagoon currently clinging to the side of the boat. He raised one mitt in a nervous greeting.

All the while, Madeline couldn’t help a sense of dread. Were any of these spirits somehow her fault? Were they bugging her more than everybody else or was that just nerves? Even if she never purposely killed someone, she and the gang had done some pretty grey shit.

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POSTED ON Jan 16, 2023 18:54:57 GMT

While brute strength had certainly won over brawn, it hadn't quite been enough to dispel the envious spirit. Ah, life could be so fickle, and why was it that those who didn't quite deserve it got to live it out to the fullest? "Cato" hunched over from the impact, not quite out of the newfound host's body, and remained still. (After all, didn't Cato himself originally faint from the possession? It was a little counterintuitive to knock him out again.) While he faked unconsciousness, he caught the sounds quite well of conversation around him. It sounded like one of them in particular, Xander, had a way to exorcise the spirit out of him. Ah, and here he assumed no one within the group would have some sort of exorcism specialist.

The boat came to a halt once they reached the patch of land that had been pointed out amidst the fog. Once he felt the boat lurch, "Cato" couldn't help but stir as he groaned out in pain. From there, he held his midsection where the punch had connected and slowly opened his eyes. It didn't take much to adjust his voice to sound more like the original, but he couldn't help but take a few sharp inhales.

"Did we make it? Or did we die?"

What a strange question to ask. But it seemed right up Cato's alley to ask such a dismal question.

"I can't believe I fell asleep," he reasoned as he attempted to shift, only to groan and slump back into his seat. "Why does it feel like my ribcage was shattered?"

The air still felt heavy. The spirit could only hope it fooled the group well enough to continue its rightful place within its new host.

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RHUGONE Madeline McKenna Xander Belmont

PROMPTS COMPLETED - 07 offer coins to the gimmighoul ferryman to take a ride across a river.
10 become possessed by a spirit attempting to return to life. - still possessed
[ CATO DIPASQUALE's difficulties with trust must be explored or touched upon in some way and/or he may encounter the vestigial spirit of his father. ] - done

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