004 ⟡ JULY TEST DRIVE
⋆✩ test drive 04 ✩⋆
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
STRANDED ON A BEACH
It’s impossible to tell how you got here. All you have is those last moments before it felt as if your entire being was being broken down and stretched into this uncanny shape, this thing that doesn’t feel like you. Even the ground itself seems to agree. It shifts, and rumbles. Gathers into mounds, rising up and over with the sounds of dying gasps. But wait.
That isn’t normal sand. That sand is alive. That sand, gathering into shades of pink, of blue, of green, it all forms faces before your very eyes. An enemy, you may think? A monster? A threat?
“OhhhHHhHH…What has happened to us..?”
Or perhaps, someone in the same predicament as you?
“Someone…Someone get Mightyena!!”
Albeit someone who clearly knows more than you do here, on this beach that slowly regains its color.
ii. see the sunset
COPPERAJAH-TONE
With the recent successes of Bottlecap Bay, public opinion is at an all time high, which is reflected in the activities pulled together in response. Through much of the Summer season, the beach of Bottlecap Bay becomes a literal hotspot of activity. Beach activities that many will find familiar take part at all hours, with equipment set up at small stands for public use.
A volleyball net is a particularly popular feature of the beach, with a particularly spooky form of gameplay spotted in the evening hours where Ghost types reign. Multicolored buoys float out to section off a safe zone of the water for Pokemon capable of it to swim at their leisure as well, with Bottlecap’s very own Dondozo and Tatsugiri acting as lifeguard.
The most popular game by far however is sand sculpting. Tools of wood and stone can be gathered up to shape the sand into any number of shapes, and some Pokemon may even offer small rewards to those who make especially impressive ones.
Be sure not to accidentally use the sand of one of those colorful Sandygasts however.
iii. mentorship methods
BUDDY SYSTEMS
Therefore, the combination of their recent peace and the local nature of these particular arrivals has given them an easy option for guiding these lost new souls. Rather than any of the Guild leaders seeking out ideal Pokemon among their ranks, those who have arrived from other worlds themselves are tasked with a new assignment. Help their fellow interlopers!
At minimum, each Guild Leader suggests a few basics to cover, but the methods with which they do this is ultimately left up to them. A tour of the local sights? A chance to test their mettle with brand new powers? Or perhaps simply a listening ear from one who understands the strangeness of these new bodies. The world is truly their Cloyster.
ADVANCE TRAINING
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[He thinks a moment, lifting his nose to the air and closing his eyes for a moment.]
It's a little bit like everyone around me is a tuning fork and I can see the vibrations they're putting off in the air around me, as like a shimmering wave or something, instead of hearing them.
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A bit more extrasensory... how fascinating. And you're not even a Psychic-type, right? There's been so many interesting new Pokémon lately...
[ Suddenly, a thought: ] C-can you see mine? My vibrations?
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Yeah, I can. A bright, lively aura. Intense, but not in a bad way.
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What an ability! I wonder where it must have come from... maybe something to do with your Fighting-type? That would be pretty funny, but it’d make sense! Reading your opponent like that would be really useful in a battle...
[ What were they doing again? Something about a garden? He’s still busy musing over Lucarios. ]
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I'm sure you have just as many interesting talents with your form. You mentioned your senses and tastes being different now. What's it like on your end?
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[ But Umemiya is probably more curious about actual abilities. Laios jumps into a little play bow, a slightly smug look crossing his face as a he speaks. ]
Boltunds are known for their speed, so I can use my electricity to give my legs boost, if I ever need to. It’s pretty useful for hunting, though I’ve heard Boltunds usually help with herding and guarding livestock, back where they originated from.
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[This conversation might get uncomfortable, but he'd rather have it than not.]
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W-well... Pokémon seem to be the only animals around so far, here and wherever else they exist. S-so, I’m sure people used Boltunds to hunt other Pokémon, yeah. [ Because that’s what he was talking about. Not personal experience. ]
That’s what I think anyway!
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[He turns an incisive look on Laios.]
Don't bullshit me. I'm young, but I'm not naive, and I think that there's value in having an actual discussion about hunting and meat. Trying to cover it up, though, means you're either ashamed or scared of being judged, and in either case, you know that there is reason to hesitate.
So, if you've done the work and decided that you feel hunting is something you can justify, I'd like to hear more about that.
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I didn’t mean — it’s not like that at all. I know people don’t want to think about it. [ He doesn’t really sound all that ashamed, if we’re being honest. The thought of being judged might be in the back of his mind, but it’s more about other people’s comfort than his. ] But there is value in talking about it. I do agree with that.
[ To justify it, though? A bit more of a challenge. In this world, it’s eat or be eaten. ] I suppose “not denying my body’s needs” might not be what you’re looking for? But being a carnivore doesn’t leave me with many options, if I want to be at my best to help around.
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Or, perhaps more interesting, how do you decide who isn't?
[It's a very different sort of conflict than the open gang wars Ume faces back home, where you just beat someone until they stop getting up to make your point.]
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As for the other two questions, he simply tilts his head. ] Well, any from the city are off-limits, of course. [ He pauses to think of the Tatsugiri and Dondozo, both spared despite both causing some pretty fatal problems. He would've loved some sushi, but alas. ] And I guess... any who seem willing to be recruited, too.
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So, is making the choice not to join our society by itself enough reason to eat someone?
[Like, if it is to Laios, that's interesting and worth knowing, but he's not sure yet if it's a black mark against him.]
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... You say choice, but it's not like I'm stopping to ask every time I go hunt. They either want to talk, or attack me back, and most times it's going to be the latter.
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[There is remarkably little judgment in his tone of voice now. Like, he's not coming to the same conclusion himself, but he's following the logic at this point.]
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And, if I'm not, they get away. Or, if they're bigger than me, then they get to eat. [ Said as if that's the most normal thing in the world. ]
Not that I don't know my limits, but it could happen!
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Well, hopefully not soon. I'm sure your guild needs you.
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Are you thinking about how you might fight wild Pokémon eventually? Some people really do find it hard, you know.
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I suppose I've been thinking of the wild pokemon mostly as people, like those I usually fight.
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[ His smile falters, ears flattening. ] Some can be reasoned with, but Pokémon speak with power just as much as words. They're animals. Monsters. [ He shakes his head. ] Back home, it's easy for people to forget that, too. Humans can anthropomorphize even the deadliest of creatures.
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[He's still not entirely sure how he feels about being a Lucario, but it's certainly a lot more capable of making its mark in a fight than, say, a Magikarp. Lots of resistances. Few weaknesses. Good attack coverage.]
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[ Is that really all that surprising. ]
You're even bipedal too, so hopefully that makes it all a little easier to get used to. [ He says, trotting along comfortable toward the garden again without much trouble at all. ]
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[He's glad to follow, but the conversation's making him more and more curious.]
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Not necessarily, no! I think all Pokémon are pretty cool. Though... I guess I'm still getting used to Ghost-types. Their powers can vary, but not all of them are like normal ghosts. [ That reminds him. ]
Actually, um. There's one species that still makes me little nervous. [ He looks around first, before lowering his voice. ] Have you met any Mimikyus yet? They're really dangerous... even more than what I'm used to.
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[He will meet Shoka, later along the timeline, and he will enjoy sparring with her, until her own scruples catch her off-guard.]
What makes them so dangerous?
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