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.
⟡ New characters can link to their top level beneath the NEWBIE DIRECTORY!
⟡ 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.
⟡ Remember that at least one thread for your application must come from the TDM! There is no comment minimum, but we will be looking for engagement, as well as for players and characters who take the time to delve into things like character thoughts, emotions, morality, and other deep themes. Take this time to engage with the setting as you would in game!
⟡ As of today, reserves and applications are now permanently open, with apps processed every other month! See information on their respective pages for details!
⟡ Have any questions related to the TDM? Ask here! If your question is more general for the game, please make sure to direct it to the FAQ page instead. Thank you, and happy threading!

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I'm afraid I've been repeatedly instructed not to do that!
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Tch. It should be fine if I’m asking, right?
[He holds out his little bitty paw to her.]
Here, just a little prick will do. I just need to know.
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[Well, when he puts it like that, she can't really see the fault in his logic... Still, she's so much larger than he is, isn't he worried about how easily she can kill him? Not even a little???]
I'll...comply, but you're not to report this...
[A.B.A lowers her head and with a strike as quick as lightning, she punctures his little bitty paw with the sharp end of her metal beak. If she licks off any blood that might have gotten on there, no she didn't, shhhh.]
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I’m alive…!
[His eyes dart back up to A.B.A, wide and wild. He smiles like a man (rabbit) who just unlocked the secrets to existence. In his own way, he had.]
I’m real! This world is real!
[Never mind that he was stuck in the body of a rabbit (this wouldn’t be the first time for that, after all) — he was in a real, physical world!!]
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[Oh, she didn't realize that was in question...
Then again, she recalls a story about a rabbit and its desire to be real... Perhaps it's just a sentiment all rabbits share? Curious.
Well, he seems happy, at least.]
Yes...your existence is very real, tangible even. Against all odds, you're here, and it's very precious. Treasure it...
[As someone who also exists against all odds, against the very laws of nature, she...gets it. People just don't realize how much they take existing for granted.]
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Yes! Finally! PriPara can no longer contain me! I can spread my darkness to the real world!! [Or at least, A real world.] You hear that, Amari?!
[He shouts up at the sky, and then he’s laughing again and it’s still full of almost childish delight but there’s an undertone of mildly obnoxious villain laughter to it.]
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N-No, don't get distracted, what did he say? Spread his darkness? Hm... It would appear her compassion was misplaced...]
You'll have to forgive me, I didn't realize your heart was full of malice and sin. Your existence ends here.
[While Mario is in the middle of his evil laugh, A.B.A raises her talon to swat him yet again.]
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Mario instinctively hops out of the way of her talon and that seems to surprise him. He’d always been agile but the reflexes of this new body were impressive in their own way. However, the injury he sustained earlier means he’s not quick enough to avoid getting grazed. He skids back, holding his cheek.]
Hey! What the hell is your problem?!
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Guilty...guilty of premeditative darkness spreading! I won't allow it, not here... Your rains of terror ends today!!
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Hahahaha! I was created to usher in a world of despair! I’m the incarnation of the darkness itself! [He strikes a stupidly dramatic pose.] I won’t let you or anyone else interfere with my grand plans!
[There’s a slight edge to his voice at the end there, a defensiveness that’s a bit at odds with his otherwise brash and confident manner. He drops the pose and assumes a fighting stance as well.]
I’ll show you how a demon king fights!
[H-Heaven or Hell, Let’s Rock!?]