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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Alright, so that’s... hm. [ His ears flick at the sound of a creaking branch. As if in slow motion, he looks up, only for his eyes to go wide at what’s about to happen. ] Flow—!
[ And that pile of snow lands right on top of him before he can finish shouting. It takes a minute before his head manages to pop back out. His ears are trembling, but he looks like that snow is about to steam right off him. ]
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[With that done, Flowey begins to make his getaway hopping across tree branches. Maybe Bigby could catch him or blow him down with a big gust... or hit him with a snowball, even. Give the kid a taste of his own medicine.]
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[ You know what? He will huff and puff and blow those branches down. It's
a non-damaging movenot strong enough to hurt, but it sure has enough power to knock stuff around, which is more than enough.Better hop quick Flowey, because the next gust of wind is coming right for you! ]
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the gingerbread manfast enough! The wind knocks him loose and he goes hurtling down to earth, landing in a snow bank and leaving a Sunkern-shaped crater.]no subject
Any minute now.
Any mi— ... damn it. He grumbles before finally making his own way out of the snow, trudging forward to look into the suspiciously shaped crater. ]
Having fun?
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I was. It's gonna take me ages to get back up there.
[Flowey seriously spent a minute trying to decide if he should launch himself at Bigby and try his best to kill him for real or if he should apologize. He settled on this mediocre third option instead.]
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[ Might need to re-think that decision, Flowey. ]
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[Flowey pointedly shakes off his leaves in Bigby's general direction.]
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[ He makes a face at seeing those leaves pointed in his direction. ]
... Don't you normally wear a hat when it's cold?
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What, are you stalking me? Weirdo.
[He would normally leave it there. But...]
We Sunkerns don't have much in our arsenal, but the climbing trick involves using our stem. [Hooking his way up various branches, swinging himself higher and higher like a trapeze artist.] Can't wear the hat with it.
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The more you know...
[ Paws in his pockets, eyes apprehensively looking up. Then, a small huff before he glances away. ]
Maybe next time borrow one of those mug wraps at the café. The last thing we need is you getting another cold.
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[ He sinks a bit into his scarf, but his scowl sure is still visible. ]
Anyway, I also blew you down right after that, so I'd say we're even.
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[... "Life's easier with friends." That had been tormenting him for the past several days. What a stupid thing to have said. This idiot doesn't know anything at all. "Everyone's always out to get him." As if they shouldn't be.]
I can choose to do something horrible anytime I want. Excuses don't mean anything.
[It doesn't seem like he's talking entirely about shouting over the Grumpearl anymore.]
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[ His eyes narrow. Of all the things he could be in the mood for, it's not this. Again. ]
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So then what's the reason for not choosing to do something horrible now?
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Because if I killed you and ate you right now, I'd throw up everywhere. Meat consumption aside, you look like you taste like crap. [Said like the annoying 13 year old he is-- no real malice.]
... and also, I don't HAVE to act horrible just because of my horrible nature. Is that more what you wanted to hear?
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[ That gets rid of the shit eating grin real quick. He scoffs, mostly to distract from the fact that, yeah, maybe he does feel kind of bad about throwing that threat around.
Then again, this kid loves to test the limits of just how reformed he actually is. ]
But no, I don't want anything from you. Do whatever the hell you want. Preferably away from me. [ What is he, this kid's dad? Please. ] Just nice to hear you might've actually taken something away from that whole conversation.
[ Spoken in true dad fashion. ]
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[This fucking hamster, he thinks.]
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[ Why isn't he just dropping this and walking away at this point. ]
You know, I was minding my business perfectly fine before you showed up. But sure, let's rehash that argument all over again. Is that what you want?
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[ He gives up! He's over it! This kid can keep being a shithead all he wants! He doesn't care! ]
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-- ahaha. Sheesh. Walk away, old man.
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Great. Glad you learned your lesson.
[ Because he is not walking off without the last word. He takes in a deep breath — deeper than what a tiny little Morpeko should be able to — before letting out an irritated sigh. ]
And bring a damn sweater next time.
[ If he never sees this seed again, that won't be long enough. ]
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