006 ⟡ NOVEMBER TEST DRIVE
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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 FRYING TUBES…
And perhaps, in some circumstances, yourself.
The tunnels here appear to be lava tubes, long faded from primary use by the caldera nearby. While the occasional pool of hot molten rock can be spotted throughout this impressive maze, it never seems difficult to avoid. In fact, the deeper you go, the more evidence you find that someone - or at least, something - even lived here!
Staying here is probably not going to feel comfortable however. Not unless you’re Fire or Ground type. Escaping the tunnels is only half the battle, too, as the exits lead to a desolate plain of ash and dust. The caldera of Furnace Mountain is hot indeed, and it seems that’s precisely where you wound up! But perhaps, another kind Pokemon will appear to help lead you to somewhere safer?
ii. BRISK BREEZES
KNOCK ON SUDOWOODO
While much of the food stores have been prepared, that doesn’t mean there’s nothing to do either. In addition to putting together warm materials for beds, or cutting and preserving the last of the autumn harvest, a good number of Pokemon have started their own efforts to prepare the guilds, and gladly accept extra help from these newcomers! In Cheri Guild, everyone gathers to build stronger, more weather resistant rooftops for the otherwise open tree houses, with some even gathering large leaves to make curtain walls - the more that the wind can be kept out, the warmer they will be, and starting a fire in these buildings is ill advised.
In Oran in the meantime, an enterprising Tinkaton has started work on a bilge pump system - an incredibly relieved Mightyena is happily telling everyone who will listen that if they’re lucky, they won’t have to worry about flooding until the seasons warm up again.
Even the Lum Berry Guild has their hands on something, even if it isn’t anything quite as impressive; given the weather preparations they haven’t had time to put together any special escape rooms this time, but they’re at least willing to send out less busy members to give tours of the town.
Though of course, the quality of the tours vary, and it’s hardly as if the new Pokemon can offer to help tour themselves!
…Right?
iii. FREEZE THE DAY
WINTER HAS COME
With just moments to spare, all Pokemon residents - and even some visiting wild Pokemon, who are confused but grateful all the same - are herded into the nearest shelter. Houses, Guilds, even storefronts become temporary homes as the snow blasts through the streets, freezing anything in its path. While some Pokemon might find the conditions tolerable, the leaders of each region are enacting a No Exceptions policy to the rule, even making use of Pokemon abilities to locate anyone who might be in danger.
With the snow storm in full force, it’s on the various guilds to find methods to pass the time. The winter storm can’t last forever, but if it does they’ve fortunately prepared. At this point in the year, there was very little food that would need to be sourced from outside each building - each and every location has at least a small connection to the storage tunnels below, and the Oran berries even have access to sheltered portions of the ocean. Even the newly planted Winter Gardens are well protected, with one of Lurantis’ first orders of business being to put enough fencework up that they could roof things in if need be.
Entertainment will be the true struggle, and each Guild Leader has their own method at the problem - as does Lurantis, back in Skull Town. And fortunately for those with Grumpig Pearls, it’s possible to make your own fun as well!
Unless you actually enjoy the ice breakers, of course.
IT’S SNOW MUCH FUN!
When the winds and snows of the blizzard settle down, Bottlecap Bay and Skull Town wake to a beautifully sunny landscape covered in white. It’s just warm enough during the day that snows start to melt, and trees drip water and handfuls of snow onto everyone’s heads. (Sometimes entire heaps come sliding off at once - if you’re a smaller Pokemon, careful you don’t get buried!) The ground cover is far too deep to disappear completely, though, so the first order of business everywhere is digging walkways through the snow.
Once that’s done and everyone’s had a breath of fresh air, though, Pokemon find ways to take out all the pent up energy of being snowed in! It’s very easy to find a snowball fight, or join in on building a fort - or both! Or if all that’s a bit too frivolous for you… there’s rumors going around of a giant snowbeast that’s been glimpsed around the borders of Bottlecap Bay, ducking in and out of forest. Descriptions aren’t consistent, so it might just be gossip that’s been blown out of proportion, but maybe it’s worth investigating?
Over in Skull Town, Lurantis flits to and fro frantically, visibly stressed. The harvest was practically done, so very little has actually gone wrong. However, it’s very early in the year for such a bad snowstorm, and she has terrible feelings about what it might mean for this winter. Pokemon who don’t seem busy with something else might get pointed toward collecting more firewood, or better insulating Skull Town buildings, or other winter preparation tasks.
On one particular day, one of the mountains around Crowncork Valley experiences an avalanche - snow shears off near the top and tumbles down in a giant sheet, piling up at the bottom and invading the very edge of the valley. It’s an impressive sight - nearly all Pokemon in town pause and watch in awe before returning to their tasks. Good thing that wasn’t closer! Hopefully no one was out there…
⟡ 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, they may assume themselves to share rooms within any one of them during the course of the TDM.
⟡ 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 a reminder, reserves and applications are permanently opened. Please see their respective pages for details on processing time.
⟡ Rough Timing on the prompts are as follows: the Blizzard will begin on November 20th, and lasts until the 23rd for a full three days. The avalanche in Crowncork occurs on November 27th. Thank goodness it didn’t happen to the town somehow right?
⟡ 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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[He is so very much up for decorations. Though he might be wondering a little how she's going to do most of the typical crafts with hooves...]
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[She's... not sure where she'd find those, actually, so she leaves it up to Umemiya. She stares down at her hooves as if confronting the difficulty in crafting for the first time.]
You know, my mom had paper snowflakes I made, um... bronzed, fahaha... [She sounds a touch uncomfortable.] Maybe we won't go that far.
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[...sometimes, it's possible to forget Umemiya is a delinquent, and then he reminds you with a cheeky smirk.]
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[He leads the way toward the office, with the confidence of someone who has a Good Reason to be heading toward the office. It's like he's done this sort of thing before or something.]
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... This is weird, but have you celebrated Christmas before, Umemiya? Lots of people come from worlds that don't have it at all.
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And then after they passed away, I celebrated with the kids at the group home I was at. Yuki-san got chicken, and I'd help the other kids make cards for the ones who'd arrived since last Christmas, so they wouldn't feel so sad.
[He realizes as he's saying it that he might not have told Noelle that he's an orphan before.]
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You're a really good brother to those kids. [She feels guilty for saying it. What if he never gets back home? She tries to cover for herself.] ... Chicken, huh? My family and our, um, family friends... would all get together and share a big meal. [Mostly when her family was still in contact with the Dreemurrs.] I liked helping make the desserts. Gingerbread, Christmas cake, that kind of thing.
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Back home, 'Christmas cake' is something rude you call an unmarried woman in her late twenties.
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[Her ears and tail are pointed straight up in shock.]
Th-that sounds like an awful thing to call a woman! And it's mean to the cake, too!
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[But his tone is a little gentler here.]
Anyway, let's go find a spot to curl up and make decorations.
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... yeah, let's do that. [Now comes the difficult part. Noelle makes a valiant attempt to fold the paper using her hooves and, at times, mouth. It's clearly not going the way she thought.]
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types Solstice, who has their own holiday biases...]Do you need a...paw? Not sure I can offer a hand, I don't have opposable thumbs, either, exactly.
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[If this were a cartoon, a large lightbulb would appear over Noelle's head.]
Wait, maybe like this! Stand back!
[Noelle summons several sharp leaves and fires them at the paper. The result is... less than stellar. But the paper has been cut several times.]
... Well, maybe with some practice.
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Whoa, you've gotten a handle on a pretty strong attack, there.
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... Yeah. I shouldn't have... sorry. [She goes quiet, remembering the Crawdaunt and Corphish she attacked.]
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[He lets out a sigh.]
Kinda wanna invite you to come to the training rooms again with me at some point. See if we can get things more controlled. Focused. But that's up to you.
Besides, I don't think you have any moves that are super-effective against me, unless you've picked up any Ground or Fighting attacks?
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I have Double Kick... but it's not as strong as something like Leaf Storm.
[She starts folding a new piece of paper very carefully using her hooves as she speaks, looking down at it instead of at Umemiya.]
... This is really dumb, but... don't you hate hurting people? Like, you had to do it to protect your neighborhood from other gangs, but that was necessary... wasn't it?
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[He begins work on a snowflake of his own, using the metal spikes on the back of his wrists to get really crisp folds.]
To me, fighting is...almost a way of communicating with someone. Talking is hard sometimes. But when you see how someone fights, you learn about them. And I think that's really cool, a lot of the time. How someone was trained, what they guard and how, where they're especially good, and where their heart is, in a fight. Someone who had to learn to defend themself on the streets, they fight differently than someone whose family required them to learn martial arts, right?
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[Noelle pauses for a moment.]
... When you had to fight with me, what impression did you get of me then?