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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[Why wouldn't there be?]
There are the Elezen, who are quite tall, with pointed ears. Then Lalafells, who are very small - also with pointed ears, and a rather childlike appearance for the most part. Roegadyn are generally a larger sort, muscular, steadily built overall. Au Ra have scales and horns. Miqo'te have feline features like the ears and tails, and are generally shorter than Hyur, while Viera have rabbit ears and are generally taller. And then Hrothgar...like lions, and other large wild cats, but still as men are.
[That's the basic rundown of the more populous races.]
But that says nothing of the myriad other peoples, each more varied than the last. You could fill volumes with how diverse the world can be...
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[ They do seem to mean that, considering they listened attentively through her rundown— though probably it wouldn't be entirely easy to tell anyway on their current features if they weren't paying attention. ]
It is only humans and monsters, where I come from, and monsters have been sealed away for a very long time.
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[ So maybe they could be likened to separate races, but culturally...? It's a good question, really. They are no social scientist. Hmm. ]
But they are also unified in a way? They follow the same king and queen, they live in the same communities...
They are all trapped in the same place, those remaining of them.
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[Her brow furrows. This is concerning!]
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A war that was started because the humans were fearful of a mere potentiality, mind.
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[But they've been over that I think.]
Still, I am sorry to hear it.
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To my understanding, the ones here have done similar, even if the exile pursued was not quite so involuntary.
[ Even if here, the monsters were the ones who chose to flee - well, how different is that really, from the population of monsters who fled in fear to the distant reaches of Home, as far from the barrier's edge as they could possibly take themselves? ]
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[ If these monsters have fled— it should still be possible, in theory, for the humans to follow, would it not? ]
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[The most she's seen of this world is really the Bay and the surrounding areas...is there even a world map somewhere? Would the native Pokemon have such a thing?]
That could mean they would turn up unexpectedly, or that they are very, very far off. Further than we can currently reach under our own power without great efforts.