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PREVIOUS TOTAL MP:5370
4190: Resurfaced Treasures
880: TFW Prelude

EXCHANGING: 300 MP FOR 3x PREMIUM GACHA TICKET[break]
100 MP FOR MEGA SHARD [break]
125 MP FOR SHINY SWAP [break]
200 MP FOR MEGA STONE [break]
250 MP FOR MYTHICAL PECHA BERRY [break]
250 MP FOR CRYSTABLOOM [break]
300 MP FOR DEFECTIVE GENESECT [break]
300 MP FOR HEATRAN [break]
500 MP FOR SPECTRIER [break]

CURRENT TOTAL MP: 3045

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EXPEDITION TEAM

FAREWELL, MY FREE ADVENTURERS!

CHARACTERS: Josh Devlin Laurence Anderson
EXPEDITION #: Josh: 7th to The Border, 13th total; Lars: 2nd to The Border, 2nd total
SELECTED PROMPT #s: 13, 14, 25, 30
NOTES:

Josh has:
- Mega Evolution
- Z-Moves
- Dynamax Band
- Tera Orb
- Sygna Suit
- Several Ultra Beasts
- Several Paradox Pokémon
- Sacred Ash Raikou

Lars has:
- Mega Evolution
- Z-Moves
- Tera Orb
- Sygna Suit
- Ultra Beasts
- Paradox Pokémon
- Is Articuno's former Avatar

REMEMBER

Word had spread quickly of Josh's accolades; his Champion Ranking and his Ashen Raikou had turned him into more of a celebrity than he already was. Unlike clover matamata , Josh didn't sign up for this job for the excellent pay; he signed up to give the two children an experience money couldn't buy. That was meeting a Champion and his Pokémon face to face.

Josh had several Pokémon with him that were popular among younger visitors, letting them safely get experience in the saddle even at a young age. Though they may have been spoiled rotten, they were still children. From his experience, the best way to keep a child entertained was to offer them a new experience. And do that he would.

It would not be long before the Champion, Josh Devlin , was in sight, a plethora of saddled Pokémon before him. And not one of them was an equine. One of the children, upon seeing the giant, saddled Furret, sprinted toward the friendly-looking Pokémon. "It's sooooooooooo big!" the young one squealed, completely ignoring the equally large and impressive Espeon that Josh looked comfortably astride.

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clover matamata

{PC: 1}

NAME          SPECIES        STATUS
Janus         Espeon         Good
Wiley         Furret         Good
King Zing     Beedrill       Good
Zira          Pyroar         Good
Crash         Boltund        Good
Valoo         Drampa         Good

The Oricorio's TEETER DANCE left the pride delirious, several of them completely unaware that they were clawing at one another. It took a large spark from two lions' claws colliding for Josh to be aware of what was going on. Sitting astride his Manectric, he reined the electric dog toward where the battle broke out... only to find an Archen chasing the Oricorio away from the hunters. Josh gasped. Was this Oricorio trained and not wild?

He would see his question answered when he saw clover matamata giving the order to pin the Pyroar down with a ROCK SLIDE. "Stop, all of you!" Josh cried. "That Oricorio belongs to someone!" With an apologetic look on his face, the Gym Leader slid down from his Manectric's back and procured a bottle of Hyper Potion for the fire-type bird. "I am so sorry -- I couldn't see that the Oricorio belonged to you," he profusely apologized, presenting Clover with the bottle of Hyper Potion to patch up its wounds.

The entire pride assembled before the Gym Leader and traveler. All in all, there were nine Pyroar, with a fairly even mix of males and females. They were all larger than the average Pyroar, but still varied quite a bit in height. One was even taller than Josh was!

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clover matamata

{PC: 2}

All the Pyroar from Josh's PC are present.

Aslan, the king of Josh's pride, was dead. His body had been miraculously recovered, and his Poké Ball was to be on display in the Gym Leader's office once the coronation was over. There would be time for mourning later. Today was more important. It was today that new leaders of the pride would be selected for coronation. Nuka, a Litleo, remained close to Josh as her older pridemates were on the prowl in the prairie grasses of Route 111's savannahs. It was an ideal place for Pyroar to hunt, and many prides of wilds made the place their hunting ground. "Do your best out there!" Josh encouraged his nearby pride before they dispersed.

For whoever impressed Josh the most today would become the royalty of the pride.

Oricorio had gotten too far ahead, indeed; the fire-type would find himself jumped by a daunting-looking lioness charging toward him at speeds almost too fast to react to. A loud combat roar from another Pyroar in the same direction might grab clover matamata 's attention. Were he to investigate, he would see something unusual about the normal-types:

Her, and the rest of the surrounding pride, all wore saddles with the Ranger logo on them.

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clover matamata

{PC: 1}

All the Pyroar from Josh's PC are present.

For as swift as Johto's god of speed is, Ascalon is an equally mighty blade, and its wielder equally agile. Were it not a more serious training session, Josh would have asked Navy about a race between Swift and the Zacian. She was one of the speediest Pokémon on land. While not quite as fast as the Beast she battled, her technique was on point, able to use the Raikou's speed against him. "Swift, get out of there! QUICK ATTACK!" Josh ordered.

In the split second it took the Knight of Thunder to issue his orders, the Zacian was almost on top of his precious partner already. It was almost like Swift was battling himself, having never faced an opponent with such speed before. Ash flew from the Raikou's side as though it were blood, the tiger squealing like a common Skitty whose paw was stepped on.

That squeal was all it took for Keldeo to spring into action, drawing his SACRED SWORD and lowering his head. Josh gasped in awe as he watched the hooved water-type accelerate, using the jets on all four of them intermittently to propel himself faster than his muscles alone could carry him. "Good save, Keldeo!" Josh encouraged the apprentice swordsman as Swift stumbled, recovering from the sting of the fairy-type's blade.

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Navy

{PC: 4}

NAME          SPECIES        STATUS
Saber         Manectric      Good
Swift         Raikou         Fair

It seemed though the researchers inside the lab were on edge. Had he already been spotted? The longer he observed, the more it appeared to be the case. He was running out of time to catch the lab staff before they packed up, the requested evidence disappearing with them.

Sighing as Janus gently lowered him back into the psychic-type's saddle, Josh clicked the switch on his Cherish Ball. From it emerged a Gouging Fire, small for its kind but not petite. "Entei, we gotta make an entrance. Break in with your BURNING BULWARK." Radiating enough heat to make Josh sweat, the fire-type dragon lowered his crest and galloped toward the large garage door with the speed his trainer was well-known for. The first impact left a huge dent, its metal heating up quite a bit. The second knocked the door off one of its tracks, its metal twisting in a loud, distinct crash.

"Mauville Leader Devlin!" Josh called out from his Espeon's back, flashing his Gym Leader credentials. "We can make this easy, or we can make this hard. Law Enforcement is already on the way. Stand down now, or I can't guarantee Entei will play nice with you!" The Gouging Fire was no Entei, but he mirrored many physical details of Kyle's Beast.

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NIKOLA SAMSA

{PC: 2}

NAME          SPECIES        STATUS
Janus         Espeon         Good
Swift         Raikou         Good
Entei         Gouging Fire   Good
Aleph         Type: Null     Good
Saber         Manectric      Good
Goroh         Cyclizar       Good

Gleaming brilliantly in his Terastal body, Hermes looked excited to show his true colors. That Raichu was a speed demon! He'd have to ask for a turn clinging to the psychic surfer's back. While it wasn't what he was used to, it looked very fun still! That would be for another day, and preferably a cooler one. Josh had to keep his focus on the course, and on the Jolteon behind him.

Feeling the thumping of the electric vermin's heartbeat, Josh loosed his hold on his partner a smidge. "If we cut this tight, we'll be able to hold them off," he coached the Raichu, showers of sparks from his cheeks representing the Pokémon's trust in the Champion. Not even using the half-pipe, the duo cut the corner tightly, using their quick turning prowess to slide along its inside more tightly than he knew his Jolteon could.

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The field of five racers took two different approaches to the turn. Some, such as ERON IUNIS' JOLTEON, ACE SHEEKE's HOUNDOOM, and Josh Devlin 's RAICHU, pumped the brakes to round the hairpin turn as tightly as they could. They were trainers that trusted in their Pokémon's acceleration and ability to recover from mistakes. While this wasn't a traditional mistake, the speed lost from braking was similar in concept.

The two in front of them took a more daring approach: running or surfing up the outside of the corner, using the downslope to maintain or even exceed their normal top speeds. With a perfectly timed PSYCHIC explosion beneath its surfboard, zachary stellar 's ALOLAN RAICHU propelled them forward fast enough for his clothes to whip about in the harsh winds that came with racing Pokémon.

ARAVAN ESCHER's PURUGLY was determined to hold him off. With great precision, he slowed the normal-type for a split second to offset the relative positions of the moguls, galloping over them as though they were flat ground. Both of them desperately wanted to win, and the challenger was closing the gap quickly. It was unclear if the big cat's lead would hold, for there was not a small amount of real estate left before the finish line!

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FINAL LAP | OBSTACLE 3

Prompt: The racers tearing away at the track's loose dirt had created a flat and straight path in the center of the formerly rough terrain leading to the starting arch. There was little risk of an accident on this straight sprint to the finish! Now was the best opportunity for the Pokémon and trainers to give it everything they had!

Target Number: 0 (Speed)

Special: None

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zachary stellar





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The moment Josh crossed the starting line, he jabbed at Verte's sides with both his heels, ready for the Flygon to floor it. The insectile dragon's wings grew shrill, but did not speed the duo up as much as he had liked. It had hit him like the walls of one of his overland courses.

Josh had forgotten to teach his Flygon Tailwind after returning from the battles in Dewford.

Now realizing how much of a disadvantage he would be at, he stopped holding back. If he wanted to make this race interesting, he would have to rely on his strong fundamentals. Squinting, the Champion held Verte's reins steady, his right arm tense for when the spiraling curve came. If he couldn't outspeed Cain, then he'd have to out-finesse him!

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Realized I forgot to teach Tailwind to Verte, WHOOPS

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Insectile wings roared to a shrill pitch as the first boost lap began, ARAVAN ESCHER's hair standing on end as his YANMEGA tilted its wings forward. He and Cain Stille showed restraint; while there was an opportunity to truly let loose, the challenger thought it better to conserve his FLYGON's energy -- and his own. Perhaps he had slowed down a bit too much, the sound of buzzing behind him growing steadily louder, reaching peak volume when the narrow, long-winged insect zipped past. If he continued to coast, Josh Devlin and his FLYGON would threaten to pass him, as well.

The contenders up front would have another obstacle soon: heat. ERON IUNIS leaned in on his HISUIAN BRAVIARY, the black-feathered bird harnessing its mind and whipping up a strong TAILWIND behind it. With how close the two were to one another, the wind would catch the heat of ACE SHEEKE's CHARIZARD's tail, which glowed brightly with purple dragonfire that fueled its DRAGON DANCE. While neither had intended it, the combination of speed-boosting techniques blew a sparse cloud of purple embers forward, making racers sweat more than they already were!

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LAP 2 | OBSTACLE 2

Prompt: After the long, spiraling curve, the second half of the course's titular obstacle loomed ahead. This one was a loop much like the first, but rather than a vertical one, it was a horizontal one, the course's bounds tilting teams such that their right sides would be facing the ground! The straightaway beforehand had given them plenty of speed to build the needed momentum for the loop. While it would give riders and Pokémon an amazing view of the gallery below, that might serve as a distraction; a distraction that threatened to break the concentration needed to maintain sideways momentum!

Target Number: 140 (Reaction)

Special: Boost use does NOT impose disadvantage on this Obstacle.

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Cain Stille





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A strong wind in Josh's face had never felt so good.

Though he could not yet sit in Swift's thundercloud saddle per his doctor's orders, there was one such saddle he could sit in. It was that of a Pokémon as important, if not more important to him, than the Raikou was. It was that of a Pokémon the Champion knew better than he did the Raikou. A Pokémon he knew since before he got his Trainer's License. Saber, the fastest Manectric in Hoenn. Despite Josh's passion and affection for the Johto Beast, his true best friend was still Saber. And even with Swift in his possession, Josh would still dress up his Manectric as a Raikou for masquerades. It was a tradition that would not die.

This was also his first rescue ticket since recovering from his injuries in Ultra Space. Not only would he appreciate the extra money, but he cherished the smiles people would have on their faces. He was excited to get back at it, doing what he promised Eris Halla he would do more of: saving lives.

True to his moniker, the Master of Faster, Josh had arrived at Petalburg's north gate leading into the woods before his partner, Montgomery James , had shown up. He dismounted from the purple, billowy saddle and gave gentle pats to the stoic Type: Null alongside the Manectric.

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Montgomery James

{PC: 1}

NAME          SPECIES        STATUS
Saber         Manectric      Good
Swift         Raikou         Good
Raikou        Raging Bolt    Good
Aleph         Type: Null     Good
Mastema       Togekiss       Good

July 2024 - Montgomery James