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Beau shook his head vehemently, stacking the second pancake on top of the first with perhaps a bit more force than necessary. "No way, brah, won't be another minute or two." And it wasn't. He didn't verbally respond for a few minutes, focused on making what undeniably appeared to be perfectly round, perfectly golden-brown, perfectly blueberry-studded pancakes.
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After the batter was depleted, he placed a plate in front of Klaus, the second plate opposite, and moved away again, returning with a stick of butter on a small holder and a bottle of syrup.
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"Dig in, dude, you look like you need it." He offered, not making a move to touch his own yet. "An'...sorry to hear about the date thing. If I'm supposed to be sorry about it."

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Frowning in consternation, Beau looked around in confusion as the surroundings glitched and flickered, resolving into a rocky vista with an angry lava-hued Dialga barreling right toward them. He yelped, releasing Nemo from his pokeball and hurriedly holding his Mega Bracelet aloft.
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The Swampert was surrounded and broke free of the shimmering cocoon of energy in the space of seconds, and with a shouted command from Beau, moved to PROTECT the pair, a flickering shield materializing as the temporal pokemon hurled itself against it with a force that shook the stone they stood on.
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Beau gritted his teeth, readying for another attack, and turned toward Jack, tense. "Hold out, we just gotta hold out, it's gonna warp us outta here, right, brah?"
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He hoped.
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Beau nodded amenably, giving a little relieved sigh. While he wanted to press on - because he was absolutely not scared this time, no SIR - the idea of having a base camp was really a sound one, and if they could get better reporting this time around by being able to take more expeditions and have a relatively safe place to come back to, well, Beau didn't see any issue with that.
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His eyebrows raised as he watched the other man begin to unload his supplies - was that a tent? Damn, he should have brought a tent - and blinked, catching the thrown object easily before he even looked at it to see what it was. His features immediately brightened, and he let out a whoop. "Heck yeah, dude, these are the NECESSITIES!" He took a piece of jerky out of the bag and chewed on it delightedly. "Just to make sure it's still good, y'know?"
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Leaning down, he rummaged about in his own pack, drawing out several pieces of dry timber and a small plastic container. "Brought stuff t'start a fire just in case, but I don't even know if it gets dark in this place. Who knows, maybe it'll keep the monsters away." A neatly-rolled mat followed this, and Beau was doing a great job of mentally convincing himself that if it never got dark here, it might also never rain here, and so missing a tent wouldn't be the worst thing he'd ever done.
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Coming to his feet, he went to stack the timber neatly on one side of the platform, then looked back toward his satchel. His shadow was still in his formerly crouched position, and when Beau caught sight of it, it gave him a little wave and dove into the shadow of his pack, vanishing from sight. Blinking, he looked down at his own feet to determine that he in fact was not casting a shadow of his own right now.
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"Hey, uh, Eddie?" Beau inquired, speaking around the solid block of ice that felt lodged in his gut. "My shadow just, uh, jumped into my backpack. How's yours looking?"

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Another day, another outbreak involving some kind of poison or another. Rolling up his sleeves, Beau lifted his arm and felt his bracelet react to Nemo's proximity, the Swampert briefly becoming surrounded by energy before bursting forth from the cocoon of light, Mega Evolved.
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He wasn't messing around, this time.
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"Clear the path, brah, use SURF!" he called. Nemo responded with a roar, lifting his enormous arms and slamming them into the ground, causing a torrent of water to surge forward and sweep a handful of Spidops off of the path and into the dense underbrush where they'd presumably do less harm.
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The attack didn't do much, unfortunately, for the extensive webs the creatures had had ample time to build, and Beau couldn't help but think of how they reminded him of the game with string he used to play as a kid - his fingers were so big that while his friends would make intricate geometric shapes with ease, Beau's normally turned out similar to the webs, snarled and containing the occasional misshapen lump.
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He clapped Nemo on the back, urging him onward. "Next stretch, same story - let's wash this place clean, yeah!"
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Stepping from one reality into the next really never did sit any easier with Beau, and he rubbed at his arms reflexively as The Border came into view once more. Like the last time, Torben was immediately behind him, and like the last time, Eddie was sure to follow through.
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Unlike last time, however, Beau was not taken in by the ethereal beauty of the place, because he knew what it could do to a person. He'd been through it, and he absolutely could not convince himself that it was just his heebie-jeebies toward ghost-types.
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Also unlike last time, he'd come prepared.
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"Alright, brah, let's do this," he nods to Torben. The bear growls lowly in assent, and the pair make surprisingly quick work of navigating one platform over to the area he and Eddie had last scouted out - it appeared that the entrance didn't always drop them in the same place each time, which would have been enough to make his brain hurt, if he elected to think about it for too long.
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Fortunately, he didn't, and instead unshouldered the hefty pack he'd brought with him and unrolled a crude but serviceably-sketched map of the areas they'd encountered thus far, grabbing a few loose stones from nearby to weight the corners down.
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"Yo, man, me takin' off last time didn't go so hot, so what do you think we should start with?" he calls back to Eddie, a self-deprecating laugh coloring his words.

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ONGOING EVENT

EXPLORATION

MT. PYRE[break]✥ THE BORDER

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Northern Province - Area 2 (Riding) - Pokémon Scarlet & Violet

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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.

PROMPTS

LIST OF PROMPTS

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• 05 help the spirit of a person or pokemon pass on.
• 17 begin building a base camp/settlement of some kind.
• 18 lose your shadow, or encounter your shadow moving independently of you.
• 20 attempt to spend the "night", surviving the elements or any threats.

RULES

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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• Your character can only be in ONE EXPEDITION THREAD at a time.
• You may participate with all of your characters; however, be aware of your ability to post.
• If a thread partner has not posted in awhile, please skip them in this event. Momentum is important for engagement.
• Since these threads may feature combat, please be reasonable with your battling. Discuss with your group if you'd like one move per post, how many Pokemon are allowed to be brought, etc.
• Try to keep posts short for clarity and speed.
• Please be trusting and open to communicating with all of your thread partners.
• Please INCLUDE WHICH PROMPTS you are using in your expedition thread.
• Please have at least FIVE POSTS PER CHARACTER in your expedition thread.

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So much for getting his exercise in. Beau couldn't believe it - more enraged pokemon, and more of these gross chain things growing out of them. He hated going on the attack, but the simple fact was there was no way to save these pokemon or the victims of their webs without it, so he only cringed a little as Torben delivered a NIGHT SLASH that left an ugly slice down the side of an Ariados, but also caused the Toxic Chain it sported to dissolve, just like the other pokemon he'd dealt with lately.
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"Torben, brah, come here! Help me out, be careful!" Beau beckoned the bear over to a writhing cocoon of web, and the Pangoro's claws carefully sliced through the layer of webbing. A dazed cyclist emerged, and Beau helped him to his feet. As soon as he was sure the webbed man was in the hands of a trained professional to see whether there was any poison to worry about or not, he swayed unsteadily on his feet, leaning on Torben for a moment before shaking his head and sluggishly moving to the next spider.
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Maybe all these outbreaks were getting to him...

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Beau winced as his Porygon2's Tri-Attack nailed a Pheromosa in the chest, sending her toppling backward and the toxic chain around her neck crumbling.
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"Geez, brah, good thing you don't have a nose!" he enthused, pumping his fist excitedly. The Porygon2 spun around wildly in strange gyrations, chirping happily, before zooming over to deliver a similar treatment to the next Pheromosa.
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Beau winced, sniffing. The air was off, and not just because of the strange pheromones sending the pokemon wild. Something sickly-sweet tickled his nostrils, and he couldn't quite place it. "Mochi...?"
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He shook his head, clearing it. No need to be a mochi-dancing zombie from last week when there were dangerous pokemon to put down. He could think about snacks later.

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Having had enough of the Ultra Deep Sea to last him the rest of his life - although in practicality he realized he would likely only get a week or two of reprieve before the need for more extraction would be required - Beau had cajoled Jack to join him in the RKS Simulation once more, because surely after the events of their last mission, they deserved a break.
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As he materialized, the sensation more familiar to him at this point but no less unnerving, he realized that maybe this wasn't the break he thought it would be. "What the- is this a pokemon cycle?" he exclaimed, bewildered, as he briefly swerved, having appeared mid-drive. "What the hell, I want one!"
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A roaring noise behind him caused him to turn his head, and he went white at the sight of the cataclysmic lava flow hot on his tail. No wonder this thing was booking it. "Uh, nope, not doing that!" Faced with a fork in the road, he swerved hard to the left, banking on the thick foliage and underbrush to hold off the approach of the lava.
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