008 ⟡ MARCH TEST DRIVE
⋆✩ test drive 08 ✩⋆
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.
IT’S RAINING, IT’S MOOR-NING,
The next thing you likely notice, by virtue of this state of wetness making it impossible to ignore, is probably the fact that this is not the body you had just a few moments earlier. Whether covered in fur, feathers, or scales, they aren’t what you knew.
Nor is the land you’ve awoken in. It appears that you’re in a building - one that’s not been in use for a long, long time. Dust and leaf litter are scattered near openings to the outside world, and melted snow explains why that pervasive dampness surrounded you so entirely. That and perhaps the rain falling through any holes in the roof…which might be falling on you, if you’re unfortunate enough.
It almost looks like a library. Almost, because anything that could resemble a text has been smashed into dust; clay tablets, the scraps of some sort of writing upon them, lay in scattered fragments across the floor that you were once asleep on.
As do the forms of other creatures, be they awake or asleep themselves.
The land outside is a perpetual rainstorm, and aside from the building you’re in there isn’t a single scrap of civilization to be seen. Just where are you all?
No one can say. But perhaps banding together, you’ll be able to find your way to some form of civilization. …Provided of course, it’s not all ruin like the one you’re in.
ii. STARLIGHT, STARBRIGHT
A MINIOR INCIDENT
In exchange, they're happy to explain the festival to anyone who missed last year's: it's a celebration of wishes, excitement for the unknown, and hope for the future! Legend even says that if you close your eyes and wish upon a falling star, there's a strong Pokemon that can make it come true. All Pokemon agree that it's the strength of someone's willpower and heart that makes the biggest difference, but there are many superstitions about what will make your wish more likely to be heard. The most common this year seems to be that you should share your wish honestly with one other Pokemon - though there's a lot of light-hearted debate about whether it should be the first Pokemon you see after you open your eyes, or whether a friend of your choice is fine. Others will say that you should keep your eyes closed after you wish and stumble all the way home like that, or that you should draw a representation of your wish on the ground before moving.
Perhaps everyone's anticipation and all those superstitions do have some effect, because shortly after the festival begins - days before the peak of the meteor shower even arrives - occasional shooting stars start falling all the way to ground. They impact with loud cracks, scoring gouges in the ground and breaking chips off stone... and leaving broken shells behind them as they bounce. There's something very colorful inside: is that a Pokemon?
Miniors emerge from their shells dazed and confused, and while they respond and react to speech, the noises they make are practically impossible to understand in return. What is quickly clear, though, is that after falling they're too exhausted to immediately shoot back up... and that without their protective shells, their cores are starting to fade! Pokemon scramble to help, looking for safe containers the meteor Pokemon can recover their strength in. Sometimes, if a Minior is lucky, the pieces of their shell are still pretty intact and can just be tied together around them. Other times the nearest intact container is... less optimal.
Quick, grab that jam jar! Surely there's nothing more likely to make your wish come true than rescuing a fallen star, right?
iii. CHARACTER GROWTH
GROWING PAINS
A few scholars from the Archives can be heard debating on just what it was that caused this change. Some theorize it’s something to do with the weather; that visitor during the Longest Night evolved first, didn’t they? That was during record breaking waves of snowfall, so it must be meteorological.
Others point instead to the rifts that were appearing and creating so much havoc. Didn’t the brave Pokemon who fought those bounties remark on their strange appearances, as if it were an evolution gone wrong? The only problem with that theory is those bounties were encountered after that evolution during Longest Night…
It sounds like there was another theory that the rifts were the source of the otherworldly arrivals all along, and that Bottlecap Bap wouldn’t be seeing any new ones this time. So much for that one.
While the arguments continue with no end, the fair weather and festive moods have allowed the more innovative Pokemon of the region to pull together something they haven’t had the energy to pull off in quite some time - specifically, training mazes! As they explain it, Evolution is often sparked when a Pokemon acquires enough power to do so, taking that final push from battle to go even farther. The mazes are also just good for practice in the first place, and with rumors of a rescue operation for those missing scholars beyond the cliff, every bit of training counts…
…after all, they’ll only be sending Pokemon they think are capable!
MARCH-ING PROGRESS
The bee Pokemon is accompanied by several other high ranking members of his Guild and seems especially energized, practically buzzing with pride. He waits only for a short while - until there's enough of a crowd, perhaps, or until some designated time known only to him - before launching into what he has to say. Which is this: he and several of his High Rank Cheris have been volunteering extra time scouting, trying to determine more reliable ways through the malleable Forest. And with all their experimentation... they've actually discovered something!
It's already known that in much of the Forest, natural landmarks shift places and Pokemons' senses of time grow more and more distorted. The same happens with constructed landmarks, like someone making an arrow on the ground out of stones, or scratching a tree, or even putting up a hasty sign - and those experiences have taught Pokemon mostly not to bother, doing their best to trust in their innate sense of direction instead. But as it turns out... the Cheri Berries have discovered that sometimes, deliberately constructed landmarks do stay in place, tacking down the forest around them!
They're still trying to figure out the details. It's clear that it takes building something more than in passing - simple signs are still a no-go - but that isn't all of it, as they've still had their experiments disappear on them. Is it to do with specific spots in the woods? If so, why those locations particularly? Is it a type of construction? About all they can say is that they're reasonably confident now that it's nothing to do with the materials used, as they've tested each one individually and in some simple combinations.
However! Ribombee excitedly motions forward Aurorus, one of the Pokemon on stage with him. The contrast is almost comical: the small Ribombee, with his voice lively enough for three Pokemon, and the huge, tall Aurorus, who seems bashful to be on stage. The dinosaur Pokemon flutters his sails shyly, but goes on to say that he found a conveniently central spot in the woods where something he built has been sticking, and he kept coming back to try and stretch it into the beginnings of a road without much success... and then Ribombee suggested expanding it into a Forest Waystation instead! Even without a full road, something like that will make voyages through the woods more predictable, since you can split your journey into two shorter parts with consistent stopping points. Besides that, it'll be a great base for foraging, and they can station some Pokemon there to provide emergency medical treatment at short notice - something that seems especially necessary with how many teams were disabled by those over-evolved Pokemon recently!
"It really just feels like pinning down a perfect possibility," Aurorus concludes.
The end of his explanation is followed by clapping from the side of the stage, where Polteageist enters with praise, telling Ribombee that he and the Cheris have done excellent work. If anything, Polteageist is even more interested in the Cheri's experiments than the Waystation; they're quick to encourage the Cheris to submit the results so far to the Archives, as they'd love to take a look. They'd be happy to assign some Lum Berries to provide support and have the guilds cooperate. (Polteageist doesn't say anything about the Oran Berries, however... is someone still annoyed about the standings?)
There's a sense of genuine comradery between the two guild leaders for a moment... until Polteageist continues. "And in fact, your Waystation feels like the perfect spot to base a point for what I'm here to announce."
Teleportation points. That's what Polteageist is here to announce. Is this what all their sleepless nights have been about? Regardless: it's now possible to send large groups of Pokemon out to wherever is necessary at a fraction of the Psychic Pokemon effort. No longer will Psychic Pokemon have to teleport one Pokemon at a time, and tire themselves out sending an entire team - instead, with a special room constructed to amplify their abilities, a team of Psychics can teleport the entire interior at once!
Now, this isn't fully ready yet, Polteageist clarifies. They've only got one prototype, hidden in the Archives, and things can't be teleported back to the room. For this to be an effective use of resources, Polteageist is picturing building finalized points at useful locations, such as Skull Town and the to-be Forest Waystation. Outside of emergencies and special expeditions, these rooms will be used for scheduled warps several times a day rather than on demand. And anyone who's being warped out on an expedition will still have to return on foot. Still - it's a massive improvement! There will no longer be a need for a day-long trek just to go between Bottlecap Bay and Skull Town, and emergency supplies can be transferred seamlessly to deal with situations like February's avalanche! So Polteageist is sharing this now to provide context for quests they'll be posting on the questboard in the coming months.
With this announcement, nearly all the Pokemon in the crowd lose interest in gossiping about the Forest Waystation - this is so much more exciting, after all! Ribombee is left to leave the stage with a half-hearted glare at his fellow guild leader... but as he and his group of stage Cheris head back to the Canopy, the bee Pokemon's wings seem to flutter more tiredly than before.
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"I mean, I guess so, but wouldn't finding a lot of smaller pieces to put together faster be better then spending a lot of time only looking for bigger ones?"
The Rufflet was, apparently, almost entirely unfazed by the angry criticism.
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"Well, how do you expect these fragments to stick together? They're shells, not jigsaw puzzles." Anasui retorts. Despite his irritation, it's clear Anasui isn't against Ritsuka trying to be strategic here. He's not trying to be antagonistic (he just is). "We can waste time plastering them together or actually get something that matters. Unless you conveniently have glue right now?"
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Surely there was some trick to it, Ritsuka couldn't imagine that shells like these were never occasionally damaged or such. But equally, it was clear at a glance that they weren't a fundamental part of the Minior like, say, an exoskeleton would be.
"I can see what I can find though."
That said, there was another, unspoken problem: Ritsuka was only a mere Rufflet, and one who hadn't figured out how to properly fly yet, at that. Anything much larger would also be quite difficult her her to drag over... But, being how she was, it didn't even occur to her to mention this. She'd just figure out a way to do whatever needed to be done, clearly.
Oh. OH. IDK HOW BUT I HAVE REALISED I HAVE SEVERELY MISINTERPRETED 'SHELLS' AS SEASHELLS. IM DUMB
Thankfully, Anasui has a passing knowledge of Minior from his time as a volunteer at the clinic and his frequent trips to the library. He knows how big Minior shells can be and he rolls his eyes at Ritsuka.
"With those claws? No, we go together. It's more practical if I help you. You just make sure this Minior stays under wraps and doesn't dissipate into stardust, got it?"
the joys of ambiguous language XD
"Okay," she nodded. "Got it."
A pity she hadn't gotten the hang of flying yet, as that would doubtless come in handy for something like this.
We ball. Lets see if I can mask my mistake with Anasui's weirdness XD
"... Do you have it?" Anasui asks, looking down at Ritsuka with a deep frown. "You'll need your claws to help me keep Minior under wraps, and given I saw you hopping around like an injured crow before, I doubt you can fly."
it's fine Ritsuka doesn't even question Weirdness unless shee NEEDS to at this point....
"Ah... Yeah, I haven't been able to get the hang of flying yet."
She was absolutely trying, when she could, but she just plain hadn't been here long enough to truly practice at it.
"So you want me to hold stuff in place for now?"
(handshakes)
Anasui sits down, not unlike a camel, and gestures for Ritsuka to get on.
"It'll be faster if I walk and you hold on to me and them. That should be easy enough, right?" Plus, she can be an extra set of eyes for Anasui.
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"Oh! Right, yeah."
It'd take her a moment, especially with needing to make sure the Minior was safe as well, but at least she wasn't the type to hesitate. So soon she was nestled in between his wings, one foot's talons firmly gripping his back feathers, while using her other foot and wings to do her best to hold on to the poor Minior.
"Okay, I think we're good."
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"You have a name, Minior?" The core creature shakes its body as a 'no' that Anasui can feel even without turning around. "Hmph. Figures. I'm Anasui. Dunno who the other bird is."
Ritsuka may pick up this is Anasui's poor attempt on bedside manner - trying to calm the 'patient' down.
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"I'm Ritsuka. It's nice to meet both of you!"
It was clear from her tone that she really meant that, too.
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Minior meanwhile gives a smile and nods. 'It's nice to meet both of you too, thank you for helping me...'
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"Well, it's just the right thing to do, you know? And--" she trailed off as something caught her eye from her perch on Anasui's back. "Ah, I think I see something, over at ten o'clock."
It did not occur to her that not everyone may be used to hearing and calling out locations based on clock position.
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It does not occur to Anasui this is strange either. Anasui is definitely not 'everybody' and knows exactly what she means. He raises his head and looks to his left, then squints.
"Good eye. That's definitely a bigger shell chunk," he says, striding towards it.
The Minior gives a small hum of excitement, trying to lift its body feebly to see. It... probably shouldn't be doing that but it is terribly excited.
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That was directed to the Minior, obviously. Which Ritsuka was continuing to do her best to hold steady. She was still new to this body, she could only handle so much...
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"If you fall, I won't pick you up. Stop making things so difficult."
The Minior chirps an apology. Sorry, they were just so excited.
Anasui clicks his tongue irritably but says nothing. Instead, he stops walking and sits down. They're here in front of a huge Minior shell piece.
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Once he'd stopped, though, she wasted no time in moving herself and the Minior off his back. Carefully, of course, but still as promptly as a bird that was more head than body could manage.
"Wow, that really is a big one, too!"
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Anasui ducks his hard into his bag to dig out the vial. Meanwhile, the Minior looks at Ritsuka for help. She'll need to flip the shell over so they can get in - Can Ritsuka do that for them?
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"There you go. Do you need help getting in?"
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"Simple enough fix..." Anasui mutters as he uses his psychic abilities to move the pot of pine tar next to them. "Now hold it together while I put the tar into the cracks. It'll be fine for the shell but I want to do this carefully so we don't get this shit in our feathers."
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Crouching on one foot, Ritsuka used the other to hold the shell piece in place. She could also use her wings if needed, like when riding on Anasui's back earlier, but it seemed a good idea to keep the parts covered in feathers away from the tar.
That and she was finding that her feet were far more dextrous anyway.
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"And now we hold. I'd otherwise use Freeze-Dry to speed up the process but that would almost certainly hurt Minior."
The Minior gives a small wince. Yeah, please don't do that, bird guy.
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"Freeze Dry?"
She was new, she barely knew anything about Pokemon abilities.
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"Yeah. It's a Pokemon move I have, it rapidly cools whatever target I pick. You ever had freeze-dried fruit? I can just drain something of its heat so quickly, it removes the moisture from it."
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"That sounds pretty useful. I didn't know there were moves Pokemon could do that were like that."
Again, she was very new here. She was doing her best to learn, but...
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Guess thats a wrap unless Ritsuka chases Anasui?