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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Oh! Hello!
[ she raises her flippers to see if that would project her voice any more, like she believes human hands are meant to. ] I'm over here! [ a phrase eleanor quickly realises means nothing, unless this stranger is good at working out the direction of sound. crap. ] My name is Eleanor! Helloooooo?
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Eleanor. [ His ears flick, committing the name to memory. ] I'm Bigby.
[ Just a bit more, but he doesn't want her to wait in total silence until then. ]
How long have you been in here, Eleanor? Do you know?
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Perhaps longer? I woke up here, so I might have been unconscious for a while. [ dear lord, is she cooked. ]
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[ It’s already troublesome enough to gauge time in pure darkness, never mind the fact this place has a real knack for messing with people in general. He’s just glad she doesn’t sound completely distraught yet. ]
Hard to say how long that whole dream lasts. One minute we’re not here, the next, we are. [ She might hear an echo of a spark as he adds to his torch. At some point, he makes a turn, finally seeing a shape of a figure now up ahead. ] That you, Eleanor?
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[ his other words play in her mind in the meantime. how long that whole dream lasts? what the hell does that mean? ]
If it is, then yes.
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Depends. If you're the one with some flippers on you, then yeah, that'll be me.
[ He would so prefer to lessen the distance on all fours, but with a torch in hand, he's resigned to walk forward on two tiny legs instead. Eventually, he makes it right to her, not even missing a beat before rummaging through his small bag of supplies. ]
You're not hurt are you? No lingering aches or anything?
[ He is far from a nurse, but with so many hours at the clinic under his belt at this point, he could probably pass for one. ]
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[ she tilts her head at his bag much like a dog would, before snapping back to attention. she's so used to her legs aching at least a little bit -- adam-induced growth spurts were awful -- but her tail feels devoid of any of that. how odd. ] Other than that, I don't believe so.
[ she looks herself over. ]
Unless you can see an injury I can't, anyway.
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[ He's focused now on looking her over with his torch held high. Flippers and a tail. Doesn't exactly bode well for how fast they can get out of here. ]
You seem fine to keep moving, but here. [ He pulls out a small waterskin for her. ] Drink first. Can't really tell how dehydrated you might be.
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Thank you. [ she drinks from it -- perhaps too much, but she was already dehydrated in that sense when she left rapture. ] Lead the way.
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Tell me if you need to stop at some point. [ He glances back at her first before focusing on her tail again. ] I'm sure not having legs makes everything a bit... rough.
[ A pause, followed by a cheeky little head tilt. ]
Unless you were a mermaid before you got here.
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[ hey ellie what does that mean. ]
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Yeah? [ He resumes as if that didn't immediately catch his attention. ] And what argument would that be?
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[ she's smiling to herself a little, mischief glinting in her eyes. sorry bigby she has an incredibly innate desire to fuck with people. ]
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[ He glances back at her, his smile just barely visible at the corner of his mouth. Whether or not she's fucking with him now, that sounds more like fairy tale than fiction. He can lean into it, if only because it's a good sign she still has a sense of humor right now. ]
Must be great at holding your breath down there without gills. Probably can't beat me at that though.
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I doubt you can swim as well as me, though. [ eleanor wonders how well she can swim now, with the tail... she was already an abnormally strong swimmer, being able to sustain good momentum even under immense oceanic pressure, but having a body tailor-built to it was definitely worth experimenting with. ]
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[ He hasn't tested how far these stubby legs can go in water. No doubt he'd start sinking fast enough even without a belly full of stones. ]
Glad this place played to your strengths instead of the alternative.
[ He's definitely not speaking from experience on the latter. ]
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I haven't really had time to find that out. [ she already doesn't feel able to lob fireballs, for one. and she definitely can't teleport anymore. ] Being a strong swimmer isn't exactly... [ how to put it. ] ...my main strength, shall we say. Even though I'm a mermaid.
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[ If only she had wound up at the beach instead of here. He hums to himself, tilting his head but not looking back. ]
So what is a mermaid of many talents best at?
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That's for me to know and you to find out. [ she finally offers, after a full minute of silence. ]
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[ He glances back again. ] Let's just hope I found them out from you, and not whatever this place decides to throw at us. [ Playfully ominous. ]
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But. Yes. I'd hope so too?
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[ He doesn't like the sound of that, if the shift in his tone is anything to go by. ]
Most people won't try prying on their own unless you let them. At least that part you can control.
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Speaking from experience, I assume?
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[ Which is to say, one has to get used to evading nosy questions when you're part of a secret community. Give him your best while he's still in a decent mood, Eleanor. ]
Hard not to pry when we're all from different worlds though.
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yes i just had to google when quantum mechanics were coined, but she'd barely even seen hers. oh well. ]Well, then, since you know I'm a mermaid: mind telling me what you were before all this?
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i'm good to wrap here if you are!
yep :D