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
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[And unfortunately, that is going to be a Very consistent answer.] The pokemon in town don't know either- or even how we got here, for that matter.
It's something the guilds have been investigating pretty heavily, but we don't have a lot to go on- especially when we don't know a lot about the land surrounding us in the first place.
[Mmmm, speaking of town...]
You should see the canopy limits through the trees soon. The fog will clear up around there.
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[It's a fair question. Even if Pokemon seem to be the natives here, it would explain why they don't know about the land around them.
Anasui nods slightly. He looks up, taking in their surroundings quietly]
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Absolutely, so too does Anasui, though perhaps the question of who started what is more of a looping cycle than the straight line they walk right now.]
Polteageist told me that they came here to escape the humans of this world, from somewhere else. Where that is...would probably be somewhere across the sea, but I doubt it'd do any good going in that direction, [he continues, shaking his head. There's more to it than that for him of course, but that's hardly important.
What matters is-] It's recent enough for first person accounts...but it's been long enough to establish themselves here. You'll see what I mean when we're actually in town.
[Not just because it's a town, but because of how it's constructed. The Canopy might show proof of civilization once they're there, yes, but it's not the same as the stone paths and constructed houses farther in.]
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Autism family, let's go. Anasui doesn't remember who started what either but he figures it is unlikely he's the one who would have started though.]... So there are humans here. There goes that theory. [Anasui has no interest in finding other people who wouldn't know what the hell was going on. They can probably figure out what's happening with the aid of these... Pokemon.]
... Anyone we should be aware of? Or need to take care of?
[Anasui, ready to kill as per normal. Somethings never change.]
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[He'd say they didn't sound great anyway, but like, they were both in Green Dolphin until 'recently'. So.
.....uh.] Uh....
[Give him...a second.] ...Not...like that?
[anasui he knows you're real good at one thing but please do not do the thing-]
W- We really need to focus on getting you situated here first I think, there's no way there's room where I'm staying..!
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And to be fair for him, recently a lot of their problems have been solved with
murderingdefeating the people responsible for X happening to them]I'm sure I can fit wherever you are staying.
[Because he already thinks he's staying with you, kid. If they can sleep in the piano, he can squeeze in wherever.]
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[bro he is a Foot Tall-]
W...we can check after we get to the clinic, [he stammers, just in time for the fog to begin clearing.] Right-
Here's the Canopy...we just have to get through here, and we'll be in town!
[It's still forested, where they are of course. But the fog being gone allows sunlight to stream through the leaves above, and here and there, Anasui might- Might, given how well made they are- spot some of the leafy platforms used by the Cheri Berry guild.
Emporio doesn't really bother pointing that out. He just gives further instruction for navigation now that they're clear of the danger zone.]
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Anasui grunts in acknowledgment. There's not much to say to that, since it's pretty much settled in his mind. Anasui walks forward as directed but he does take the time to look around. He certainly does take notice of the well-made platforms and a part of him wants to see just how well-made they are. Everything is pretty well-made. Simple but elegant. He should have a closer look later...]
How big's this place?
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...though there could probably be space given how much of Anasui is presently leg and neck.]
It's...pretty big?
...My sense of scale is kind of off though. I'm only a foot tall...
[So there's that confirmed at least.
Also please don't dismantle the Canopy-]
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The idea of not staying with Emporio has not occurred to him, or if it has it has been judged utterly irrelevant.]Huh. I knew I was taller but I didn't think you were that small. You were already a pipsqueak before.
[He'll put it back together if he does! He just... compulsively needs to take something or someone apart now. Maybe he's not as cool about his own death as he thought.]
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[PLEASE FOR THE SAKE OF EVERYONE HERE DO NOT DISMANTLE A POKEMON, SIR,]
I've been eye to eye with a lot of adults here!
I'm even taller than some of them!!!
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Sounds like an excuse, short stack. Especially given some of the architecture. Seems like I'm not going to be the tallest here.
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I mean, probably not...
[There's definitely taller...longer???]
I'm going to get bigger though!
...eventually...
[Not espartha big though, aw man.]
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Keep dreaming. It's good for you. [He means that genuinely but man, it sounds mean from him.]
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Still, Emporio's used to that. And...also not?
All things considered, this really is Anasui being. Nice. It's alien, but it makes him think about those moments during the drive to Cape Canaveral, however short the journey was- those delays caused entirely by recovery from injury, the quiet that existed for at least until they were passing crocodiles and fighting gravity itself.
When Foo Fighters had left with Anasui that day, he'd been scared. Nervous. He hadn't actually heard Anasui profess interest in Jolyne, and then there it was.
...Maybe it had been good for him after all though.
(She was good for all of them, one way or another.)
The forest begins to clear away. They come to rockier land, along a shoreline, where paths put together of cobblestone begin to form. Buildings can be seen- not particularly tall next to the skyscrapers of human cities, but something one might see in a fairytale story book, or similar, with stone bases and wooden upper levels.
The paths are wide. There are lamp posts that look more like perches. Emporio gestures ahead, around Anasui's neck.] We're going to be heading toward the center of the town, that's where the Clinic is- I've been learning some first aid there actually, it's pretty different from normal stuff...
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(He did change. Maybe not quite to the man that she wanted or even needed but he's going to keep working towards that. He's been given another chance, after all).
Anasui continues to walk forward and he is well and truly impressed with the buildings. They're beautifully made, intricate in their own way, and Anasui ruffles his wings as he studies them since he doesn't have fingers to flex.
Man, it sucked not having Diver Down to dismantle something...]
... Is it more like doing first aid for pets?
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[...So he starts, but the streets are actually a lot less bustling today. Emporio gets a bit nervous.]
Hmm.
I was going to say you'd be able to see for yourself how varied everyone can get, but...maybe not? That's kind of weird...
[He hadn't realized how deserted the roads got when he left early in the morning to meet with the others and head off for rescues...]
Well. Some pokemon aren't really 'animal-like'. Polteageist is a ghost made of tea, more or less, as an example.
[So doctor work gets funky.]
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[Thanks, Anasui. Anasui opens his mouth to reply when Emporio drops that bomb on him. And then Anasui hones in on the important part of that conversation.]
... It's a fucking teapot? It's name is literally a teapot? Short and stout? [Anasui!]
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[He should clarify on all of that. Later! They're still making their way downtown, faces passing, walking fast...ing.
No wait, fuck-]Part of him is a teapot, yeah! ...He's also smaller than me, so...yeah, I guess.
[HE'S NOT ACKNOWLEDGING THE RHYME HE ISN'T-]
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... Everything's already so goddamn weird anyway. Why not? I bet that's not even the weirdest thing in this world...
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And sure, percentage wise that was most people back home too, but these guys talk about stuff like...Like personas and whatever.
They're making their way to the center though, and...the streets are starting to fill to normal amounts, though they all go the same direction. Worrying.
This increases when they near the clinic, which is plainly overfull.]
Uhhhhhhhhhh...uh oh...
[And given that the building had to be large enough to take in LARGE pokemon, that's not great.]
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...This sickness spreading is worse than we thought.
[Which is just... fucking great.] And there's nowhere else I can get something for this headache? [The headache he did NOT vocalise about earlier, mind you.]
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[That's really not great, he thinks. It's-
....
hold up]
....How long have you had a headache?
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If I caught something, you probably have it by now. I had you in my mouth. [Anasui doesn't apologise but that's the closest to 'sorry not sorry' you're gonna get.]
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[And.
Mm.] ...honestly it's probably in the fog, so I'm not even sure it would matter...
[Which is as close to an apology as Anasui's also going to get, but that's more because Emporio knows that acknowledging Anasui's own apology is not especially wise.]
...Well...we better get in there then...
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