002 ⟡ MARCH TEST DRIVE
⋆✩ test drive 02 ✩⋆
The day begins like any other.
Routines, eventful scenes, and boring errands — no matter what you were in the middle of, there's a moment where everything begins to feel wrong. A searing pain tears through your body, so intense that it feels like every nerve has been struck at once. Muscles spasm, joints scream in protest, and as you double over, you find yourself clawing or clinging at anything within your reach. As your attempts to maintain composure fail you, your bones begin to twist with an agonizing force, the pain rising in a crescendo until it becomes unbearable to even breathe. Then, as quickly as it began, everything stops.
For a single, terrifying moment, there's nothing. No sight, no sound, no touch, no taste, no smell — just the weight of nothingness swallowing you whole. The absence of sensation might even be worse than the pain, leaving you adrift in a void you can't escape. Hopelessness threatens every fiber of your existence, and try as you might to fight it, your darkest thoughts begin to surface, flooding your mind in an onslaught of suffocating feelings and ideas.
In the darkness, you hear a voice.
It's faint, a gentle flashing of something warm along the edges of your mind, like sunlight itself. It's a voice, but you can't identify who or what it comes from, how it sounds, or what it means — still, you know it's directed at you. Something tugs at your heart, a powerful ache that throbs once and ripples outwards. You can feel the aches again, like fresh sores throughout your body. You feel off, like something isn't quite right, like you're not where you should be, or who you should be. But the voice continues, whispered just beyond your understanding. The sound is warm like hope, and it wraps around you, distant yet intent, before you wake up.
i. arrivals
OUT OF THE WOODS
The fog that surrounds you and your fellow new arrivals is maddening, and something foreign wraps around not just your mind, but your body as a whole. A strange illness has long been spoken of and witnessed within and around Bottlecap Bay, and you're the unlucky bunch to arrive with it slithering its way in now.
The fog is heavily related to this mystery illness that has plagued Pokemon, both inside the city and wild, for some time now. Though the connection isn't easy to fully grasp, it becomes incredibly clear as time passes that the fog worsens the symptoms of the illness. Some Pokemon who traverse the fog come out just fine, but others fall ill with varying levels of severity.
As soon as the first reports come from the Cheri Berry guild indicating that a large amount of confused Pokemon have been spotted approaching Bottlecap Bay from the forest, the three guilds send their members out in forces. Rescue these newcomers and discover that they're just like you, and not just confused wild Pokemon. Dr. Denne firmly insists on bringing everyone they can to the Pokeclinic, so please hurry!
ii. nightmares over
LINGERING SHADOWS
How does it feel, when the Pokemon beside you wakes up with a calm stretch and a healthy, well-rested and rejuvenated smile? They feel great, they say, looking at you with worry and concern. What's wrong? You didn't feel that warm and wonderful sensation during the night, like being wrapped in a blanket of lullabies? How odd...
What could this possibly mean?
iii. pokeclinic
PRESSED FOR SPACE
Anyone who steps foot or paw into the Pokeclinic can tell immediately that it's overbooked. The main ward of rooms is packed, cots spilling out into the hallways, and even the lobby is beginning to look like an impromptu campsite. Pokemon staff shuffle, flutter and scramble around the bodies of ill Pokemon, performing checkups wherever they can find the space, applying medication and herbal treatments where necessary, and reassuring worrying family and friends.
In the midst of this chaos, it's not hard to see how mixups are occurring. It gets bad enough that even Polteageist themselves joins in on treatments, causing a shocked ripple of whispers and gasps any time they float by in a hurry. They can be heard, at times, firmly scolding those who make the mistakes, insisting that there's no excuse for poor health care, and that even in times of urgency, care and attention to detail is needed. But for the time being, this isn't enough to help.
So they put out a plea to the other guild leaders. The Pokeclinic needs everyone who can help to check up on patients, deliver meals and medications, and check records for mixups. Lum Berries are fewer in number, so it makes sense that they're being overwhelmed right now! Polteageist promises to make it worth everyone's while, of course. Any Pokemon who works within the clinic during this time will be awarded with points.
LEARNING YOUR BODY
⟡ TDMs are game canon and act as events for the month they are posted.
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⟡ All new arrivals are not assigned to any one guild. However, if they assist with any of the clinic prompts, they may gain points for their future guild!
⟡ The creepy forest fog can be done away with temporarily through Pokemon moves, but always seems to work its way back like it has a mind or will of its own.
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Ostriches aren't known to fly. [Anasui sighs and shakes his head.] But... Psychic types... It sounds like I should have some mental powers, correct? Or something along those lines. All I can really feel right now is a massive headache.
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[In other words, who knows, really? Looks alone can only convey so much, though the presence of a headache... hmm...]
The headache may be a result of the fog or the strain from your new transformation. The clinic should be be able to better assess your current state and provide treatment as needed.
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Still... that's good information to have. As is the headache information...]
I figured as much. [Anasui sighs.] I'll follow you then until we reach there. You have medicine in this world, right?
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[Really, it's not all that strange compared to the living ice cream, though he'll let Anasui discover that on his own.
At least more and more structures are closing in now, and even some well-trodden paths.]
But yes. The clinic isn't quite up to modern standards of technology, but they are well equipped to handle the needs of resident Pokémon.
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[As the structures become more enclosed, Anasui's attention starts wandering elsewhere. The makes of these buildings are fascinating! They're so well built. It's impressive work for what he would have assumed were animals at any other time...]
It can be a hole in the ground, for all I care. As long as it meets the needs of this headache.
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[Akechi really can't fault Anasui's curiosity. The canopy is a breathtaking place, with how naturally it's worked its buildings into the natural structures of the forest, to say nothing of the approaching edge of town.]
Though, technically speaking, ostriches don't really bury their heads in the sand.
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Town is impressive too. There's a rustic feel to it that's impossible to replicate in the big city. Honestly, this place is architecturally a marvel, buildings interwoven perfectly in nature. However, Anasui doesn't say anything verbally on the matter.
He instead rolls his eyes, assuming that Akechi is making a bad joke at him.]
...Whatever works.
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[Still, they reach the clinic before too long, and Akechi finally lands. Flying is convenient, but even he has his limits.]
At any rate, here we are...
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For a second, it looks like he's just going to walk off. But Anasui then pauses. There's supposed to be something he says here, right? Ugh... trying to be a good guy was so annoying. But in any case, Anasui nods to Akechi.]
You're good at your job. And you know a considerable amount. We'll talk in the future.
[That... probably translates to a thank you for taking me out of the forest.]
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Well, if you need anything immediately, I'm a member of the Oran Berries. You can ask for Akechi, and I'm sure they'll point you in my direction.