FEBRUARY 2026 EVENT LOG

[bayhelpers]

⋆✩ SNOW MORE WINTER! ✩⋆

As February arrives, the heavy snowfall that dominated and defined most of January finally comes to its end. Little by little, the precipitation disappears, replaced by a gleaming winter sun high above the region. With the sun comes the first signs of the incoming spring as well - slowly, white melts to be replaced with green, and whispers of plans for field planting start to crop up.

It seems that the end of winter is on everyone’s minds! Or at least, it’s everyone’s hope right now.

i. SLUSH TROUBLES ON OUR MINDS

WHAT EVERYONE WISHED FOR

With the snow finally melting to make way for eventual green pastures, it seems the guilds collectively decide that now is the time to start making headway on any plans that have been sitting on the backburner. For all that they were quick to get on the case of their interdimensional recruits about overworking, the leaders sure do become scarce - Polteageist in particular ends up in meeting after meeting with various scholars to discuss topics of investigation, while both Mightyena and Ribombee become otherwise occupied by their plans involving the regions beyond the Bay.

It’s been a particularly frigid winter compared to the normal as it seems; under ordinary circumstances, they wouldn’t have snow at all in February! With those fears on their mind, they’re working overtime to sort out how far behind they’ll be on necessary harvests and forest upkeep.

But it isn’t all doom and gloom in the town. While the leaders might be running hen-pecked, the Pokemon in Bottlecap Bay’s main town are in a state of anticipation for what they hope will be an imminent change in the weather. While it’s typical for the annual Starfall Festival to begin around this time, there hasn’t been a single meteor shower all week… In fact, not one shooting star can be seen all month! The psychic Pokemon predictions for this year's shower say it will be incredibly late - and while that happens sometimes, some Pokemon get especially antsy, gossiping about the fortunes they hope to receive or even preparing festival foods ahead of time. Just in case.

The influx of social clubs is somewhat more effective when it comes to giving Pokemon things to do in this barren month. Maybe if the astronomy club looks hard enough, they will see those meteors! Maybe the mystery club can investigate the matter, even if they can’t directly go to space. Or maybe, everyone just needs a distraction.

The sports club sure seems excited about the snow melting after all!

The highlight of the club activities comes from the music club, which decides to set up daily music lessons in front of the questboard! Or perhaps it's a low point, depending on who you ask… at any given moment, you might be regaled by a genuinely nice tune, or by an utter cacophony. Spend too long listening, and you'll be urged to join in!

JUST DON’T THINK ABOUT IT

⟡ Pokemon attempting to follow and listen in on Polteageist won’t get very far - they take privacy very seriously on matters like this! But there’s a chance one might catch the phrase ‘expedition team’, ‘messenger’, or even ‘delayed’ before a door closes.

⟡ As for Mightyena and Ribombee, while their office hours are notably cut short it’s far easier to determine what’s going on with them - Mightyena for her part is busy ensuring the melting snow doesn’t just flood the tunnels all over again. It’s clear that as grateful as she is for the pipe system now installed, she doesn’t fully understand what they can and can’t do.

Ribombee, in addition to claims of working with Polteageist on a growth plan for various necessary gardens, is preparing for the annual ‘burn-off’ in the woods. As he’ll happily - if hurriedly - explain, controlled fires are necessary to encourage the growth of many trees, and it additionally clears out material that could spark a deadly forest fire come summer! The more you know.

⟡ Through much of early February, there will be an abrupt increase in local membership in clubs that various Pokemon established late last year. Clubs are always accepting new members, so characters with a budding interest have plenty of options!

⟡ Don’t forget that player quests are open for all to submit and/or participate in!

RIME FALLS

In the midst of preparations for all the expeditions launching out of Skull Town, a small round bird Pokemon Teleports into the center of town, calling for help. As many Pokemon feared there would be, sooner or later: there's been an absolutely massive avalanche in the environs of Icefall Lake. And unlike the handful of smaller avalanches this season, this one has gone right through a zone heavily inhabited by local Pokemon.

Natu is here to beg for help! Lurantis is commendably quick to jump into action in a crisis, yanking everyone off expedition preparations and organizing squads of Pokemon - some of which are immediately sent off on foot or by air, perhaps even carried by other flying Pokemon, and others who are teleported one by one with an increasingly tired Natu.

However you get there, the site of the avalanche is a mess, with the Icefall region's sparse plants uprooted, boulders dragged downhill, and a giant cloud of powder white still not entirely done settling to the ground. One mountainside is stark gray against all the other white peaks near it, its side completely stripped of snow. And, of course: scattered everywhere are buried Pokemon. Some were just in the area, some found their snow dens collapsing and flowing downhill around them, some were at the very bottom and turned to run but weren't fast enough...

The Pokemon that Lurantis prioritizes sending to the scene first are those who have an advantage in finding anyone buried under the snow, as well as Pokemon who can dig effectively and Pokemon who can provide medical attention. And of course, anyone who can transport other Pokemon quickly, such as by flight, will end up enlisted as carriers. The Pokemon local to the Icefall region are generally resistant to cold, and all Pokemon are deceptively hardy, but most still can't survive indefinitely without air - and every moment under the snow is a moment they're using up their air pocket.

Lurantis is quick to follow the immediate response by sending anyone else who is available - can you dig at all, even if you'll never compete with a Drillbur? It's your turn to go. There are still live Pokemon buried by the time this secondary group makes it out, but by this point there's enough hands on deck digging that it's reasonable to find other ways to help too. Perhaps someone could coordinate the groups of local Pokemon that have been unearthed and can help, or comfort the ones sitting around in a state of shock. Some rescued local Pokemon vanish once they've expressed their gratitude and helped where they can, preferring to head right back into their lifestyle in the wilds. But for those who now have nowhere else to go, or are too scared to, someone needs to figure out where to put them. And eventually, once everyone who can be saved has been... well, someone has to deal with the Pokemon who didn't make it.

None of this is helped by the weather in the Icefall region, which is fluctuating wildly between thawing sun and heavy snow showers in periods of time as short as half an hour. Throughout a truly long and miserable day, Pokemon keep glancing nervously at surrounding snowy peaks. But in the end no other avalanches follow the big one. Still, it makes for hours of work that alternate between having everyone overheating from exertion and then shivering in an icy cold wind.

LIVING UP TO ITS NAME

⟡ The Pokemon of Icefall Lake are able to survive for much longer than humans would in the same circumstances - and some can survive almost indefinitely, like a buried Geodude. But that doesn't mean they can dig themselves out from below, so rescues are still very necessary!

⟡ Players may choose how dark or hopeful they make their threads based on this prompt! Please just make extra sure to label your threads with appropriate CWs.

ii. PULLING A HUNT

EVERY LITTLE KINGAMBIT HELPS

When the bounty reports first reach the Quest Board, it’s easy to assume things will proceed much the same way they did almost a year ago. After all, last year, three mysterious Pokemon - only one clearly identifiable - were found to be creating havoc of some kind near Bottlecap Bay. These same Pokemon were tracked down and brought to justice, with all three ultimately coming to their senses and offering their support in recompense.

As the bounties for these new culprits are investigated however, it becomes clear that things are a little different this time; particularly when many of the teams find themselves turning back in opposite directions from where they began. This isn’t a matter of picking away at a fleeing Pokemon. The teams need to find it first.

And that in turn means that they need a lot more support than anticipated. Teams that assumed they would be wandering a forest are now looking at the floodplains of Heavy Downmoor. Those who readied themselves for the extreme heat of Furnace Mountain in the meantime have been funneled right back out into the forest. And as for Icefall Lake…

…well, as it turns out, no one investigating that particular region has found themselves with this problem, but it is also a lot more dangerous than anticipated given the avalanche and snowmelt. With so many Pokemon already at their last wits trying to manage recovery and rescue, it’s no surprise that the number of tasks on the Quest Board begin to increase…and it’s even less surprise when Pokemon local to each region begin to simply stop known guild members in the middle of a task with their own requests.

The Pokemon of the wilderness have taken note of the helpful nature of their neighbors - sure, they’ve started more fights with each other than can be counted, but that’s just a part of being a Pokemon! When it comes to dangers like this, they know enough to put those rivalries aside. Mostly, at least. As such, it’s not just those investigating the trails of mysterious Pokemon being pulled aside to help with clearing debris, or reuniting separated Pokemon - it’s anyone who happens upon their path!

RUNNING RAGGED

⟡ As investigations proceed on the Bounties, teams will begin battling with their quarry - but for some odd reason, no team ever seems to encounter the other until they’re actually at the battle itself.

⟡ While nothing is technically stopping Pokemon from attempting to help these investigations, they will constantly find themselves wandering back to Skull Town - it doesn’t seem like the force of anything deliberate, but it does explain what’s giving those teams so much trouble, doesn’t it?

⟡ Pokemon will be pulled aside by locals for all kinds of tasks, and we encourage players to be creative! Perhaps someone needs help shoring up their den. Maybe they’re looking for a forage buddy. Or maybe they just really need someone to scratch that spot on their back they can’t reach…

iii. RIFT AS AN ARROW

SPACING OUT

In the wake of Pokemon finally being sent out on their investigation expeditions, odd things start to occur in several areas around Bottlecap Bay and Skull Town.

Pokemon going through the Forest are already familiar with the Forest's space and time being all misaligned… but is it worse than usual? It's definitely worse than usual. And there's something new, too: certain spots in the Forest are even more distorted than before. Stumble over a tree root sticking over the ground, fall sideways, and - for a second, you're suddenly in a nightmare, the very air you're breathing burning, the trees around you crackling in the heat, violet and red swirling about you - and then you hit the ground, back in the Forest you know. But you're still coughing, and your paws are scorched.

Pokemon still helping with the aftermath of the avalanche in Icefall Lake will experience similar cracks in space. Trip through a rift, and you'll find yourself frozen alive in a block of crystalline clear ice - you can't move an inch, but you can see that you're trapped in a massive glacier that towers far above your head. It's too bitingly cold for even a Fire Pokemon to melt. Just when you're ready to start screaming, you'll tumble back out into the relatively friendly snow of Icefall. But you're still shivering violently.

Pokemon in the Heavy Downmoor - perhaps collecting rocks, perhaps busy with something else - run into it too. Step into a rift and your paws will never meet the ground - you've just missed the edge of a high cliff instead of the terrain of the Downmoor that you were expecting. You're falling, head over heels, sky and cliffside and sky spinning past you in a dizzying, terrifying rush. It's too fast for even a Flying Pokemon to recover; you're constantly smashing against the jutting sides of the cliff, bouncing violently off with rocks sent clattering down ahead of you. You don't reach whatever's below before you're spat out back into the Heavy Downmoor - but you're still battered, and bruised, and shaking.

In all these areas, sometimes a rift will send you just a little bit sideways instead - perhaps, for just a moment, you'll just be in a different area of the Forest or Icefall Lake or Heavy Downmoor. There you'll see some of your friends battling against a giant, shadowy figure. React fast enough, and you'll have time to lash out against your friends' opponent with a single attack - then you'll be back where you were, head spinning. Was that real? Are they doing alright? All you can do is wait, and hope.

GETTING SHORT RIFTED

⟡ The rifts in all these areas never swallow a character for longer than a moment, and once characters are spit back out, they're immune to falling through any more for at least a couple of hours.

⟡ However, the things characters experience do seem to be real, in that any injuries characters obtain stick! (And are characters perhaps influencing the bounty quests…?)

⟡ All the rifts cease to be instantly once this month's heavy quests conclude.

✩ OOC NOTES.

⟡ CWS: Avalanches, Injury, Implied Pokemon Death, Claustrophobia, Natural Disaster, Disorientation

⟡ While all Light Quests must be submitted by the 25th of the month, Players may submit their own Player Quests at any time before that point! (Though we recommend saving Player Quests for the next month if it is after the 20th.)

⟡ Have any questions related to the event? Ask them 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!

FULL NAVIGATION

Comments

QUESTIONS

[bayhelpers]

Kinger | The Amazing Digital Circus | Morelull | OTA

[0dchess]

1. On the Stage, I'm Singer!

[Though he never got around to joining the Music Club proper, he does jump at the opportunity to join the musicians with some crooning songs.]

Thank you, everyone, thank you! Any requests from the audience? Love songs for Valentine's Day, showtunes?

["The audience" seems disinterested at best, but maybe you've got a song you'd love to hear Kinger's rendition of? Or better yet, a duet!]

2. Through the Looking Grass

[Someone wandering through the forest might catch a whiff of the savory smell of grilled mushrooms. If they go to investigate what's cooking, they'll find that the answer is Kinger, flopped on the ground, slightly groaning and sizzing.]

Nrghhhh... Only you can prevent forest fires... [It's hard to tell how much Kinger is dazed from injury or from just being Kinger.]

3. Wildcard

I can't think of many prompts for this but if you invite Kinger along to help in Icefall or with an impromptu "quest" from the locals, he'll tag along! Or anything else you might want to do with Kinger this month.

1!

[edgewater]

[ parvati isn't musically inclined in the slightest, she's moreso hanging out to watch than anything. all of the songs she knows are jingles and advertisement that nobody else in the bay has any way of knowing. kinger's currently up, even if the accompanying ensemble seem to have no clue what to back his singing with. it's not like the local pokemon are familiar with off-world music either. but, uh, what's that? ]

What's Valentine's Day? [ she calls out over the disinterested murmurs of the audience. ]

2

[positivestars]

Kinger-san!?

[First things first- she looks about, to see if there are any signs of fire still in the area. Satisfied it's safe to approach him, she does.]

How are you feeling?

Shoka Sakurane | The World Ends with You | Mimikyu✨ | OTA

[telewarped]

i. i pika-choose you

[Earlier in the month, Shoka shows up to a meeting for the cooking club for the first time. She's late—so much so that most of the members are already finishing the session and starting to clear out—and she's hiding in the shadows at the fringes, almost like she's trying not to be noticed (and if your name is Noelle, she is trying extra hard not to be noticed by you specifically)... But she's there!

Instead of getting involved in any group activity, however, she's waiting to grab the attention of just one individual. Not any one individual in particular—just anyone she can get to look her way without alerting the entire club. Maybe it's you, whether she knows you or not.]

H—hey. You.

[In case it was unclear, she's pointing a claw directly at you now. Her eyes are strangely intense.]

Don't freak out. Do you know how to make chocolate? Like, from scratch...

ii. what everyone wished for

[Later in the month, she also shows up to the music club (not for the first time, in this case). In previous meetings, she'd done more observing than singing or trying out any of the instruments, but today is different. Today, there is a violin.

She's not sure what kind of Pokémon it was originally designed for, but when she hesitantly picks it up, she finds that it might just be her size. After spending some time familiarizing herself with the placement of its strings, her muscle-memory instinct is to bring the instrument's body against her collarbone and secure it with her chin... But she doesn't have either of those things now, of course. The body winds up jabbed uncomfortably under her eyes, only just barely held up by a flaring motion of the shadows she uses to walk. Trying to play it in that position is even worse with the violin slanting so awkwardly, its neck tilting dangerously ground-ward.

With a huff of frustration, she tries holding the violin up against the neck of her disguise instead. That keeps the instrument more secure, at least... even if her first attempt at actually playing the thing is horribly clumsy and sounds a little like a Kricketune being stabbed to death—a sharp, discordant twang followed by a long, high-pitched keen. It makes her cringe and pull in a sharp breath, as if anticipating pain—but it never comes, and at least a sound is being produced!

Time passes, and eventually she manages to get accustomed enough to the instrument that she's able to pull off a shaky rendition of Hot Cross Buns (hell yeah).

More time passes, and she gains enough confidence to manage the opening of something more complex. Clear, mournful strains of music drift through the streets of the Bay. Now, it's finally obvious that she's done this before (even if only in another life).

She never takes center stage, instead staying on the fringes to practice on her own. If she manages to gain an audience—or any kind of accompaniment—it would be an unexpected one.]

iii. rime falls

[Like so many others, Shoka is eventually enlisted to help with finding those unfortunate Pokémon that have gotten buried in the snow. It's clear to her then that the rescue team is truly desperate, because the only real advantages she has to offer are a ghostly resistance to the cold and her Will-O-Wisp move.

Or so she thought. After a muted, psychic cry reaches her through the layers of snow, and she's spent so long shoveling through the ice with her claws that even she feels like she's going to freeze, she wishes she could just Telewarp back to safety... and somehow, miraculously, she does.

In a beam of golden light, she Teleports, and lands in a crumpled heap at the feet of some other Pokémon. She's clearly disoriented, lying flat on her back and blinking unevenly up at the shape looming above her. Clinging to her disguise is a crust of snow, along with a tiny, shivering Gothita.]

What—the hell...?

iii

[offtracks]

[ Ingo's been out and about in the snowfield too, of course, but they've all been far too busy for him to offer Shoka much more than a nod in passing. She wasn't even anywhere near him by this point! The Typhlosion rears up on his hind legs, letting out a startled bark at the sudden flash of light. ]

Ah - Shoka?!

i

[positivestars]

From scratch-!?

[That's a very intense look… Maya straightens up a little, brushing herself down.]

Um… I'm still learning, but- if we have a recipe, I'm sure we can muddle through!

i.

[dunchies]

—me?

[ They can't keep meeting like this, Shoka. At this time he's a little less startled about getting called over by her suddenly. He trots closer, tail swaying curiously. ]

A little bit! [ He's not keeping his voice down at all. ] I didn't really know how to back home, but the cooking club might be able to help out too. We went over it a couple of meetings ago. [ Wait, this is the cooking club. ]

Oh, Shoka... you might be a little late, but that's okay! You can swing by next time.

ii

[goodapple]

[Initially, it's the initial shriek of the first attempt on the violin that catches Neige's attention--it's hard not to. As a brand new member of the music club, he's doing more observing than anything else, and while maybe she'd like a bit of privacy as she struggles to accustom herself to the instrument, he can't help his intrigue.

It's somewhere after her first few simple songs that he flutters over, watching in respectful silence until she takes a break.]

I've heard that the violin is a particularly difficult instrument to master--you must be quite the accomplished violinist, in your original body!

[Otherwise, he can't imagine she'd have made so much progress in one session.]

ii

[notyourbloodymessiah]

[ eleanor's been caught up in the scene, dancing along to whatever tunes have been played. they've ranged from amazing to downright terrible as overconfident pokemon with no ability make their best attempt. she can't judge, but the rhythm makes it impossible to dance, and that's just sad. the cacophany of acts leads to an overall mediocre noise to bounce between until she finds an act she likes.

until she sees the familiar cat diguise of her friend, playing a dirge on a violin as if she had done so before. she decides to stick around, for encouragement if nothing else, until she's finished. ]

Are you trained?

Parvati Holcomb | The Outer Worlds | Tinkaton | OTA!

[edgewater]

1] What Everyone Wished For

[ parvati wishes mightyena knew she could just ask for a rundown of how the plumbing system works. all of that stress could be avoided, but she can't even get in there to speak with mightyena despite having a list of questions she's prepared to answer. she's found herself bopping between clubs in the meantime; anyone around the bay probably knows she's a frequenter of the crafting club in particular. in particular, she's been sculpting and firing a lot of ceramic pots. for practice, mostly, but any she's particularly proud of now hold plants in her room.

if not there, it's the astronomy club's nighttime meetings. in amongst the chatter of the lack of starfall, she's simply there to feel closer to home within the social chatter. and, of course, watching the music club's lessons and, er, "performances" (somebody please drag sudowoodo off the mic!) ]

2] A Rift From Any Other Game

[ parvati's always one to get involved with rescue efforts - more than happy to get work done, even if she's usually occupying a more defensive role. except for when she's suddenly somewhere... different. searing chills, face-down in the snow with a groan. and before her, a group of pokemon she just about recognises. she groans, picking up her hammer when she sees a looming threat before them.

she's gone before she can get far enough to help them, staring up at the sky like she's seeing stars. ]

What in the world was that...?!

3] It's Not The Best Choice... (wildcard)

[ feel free to shoot a wildcard, either as an offshoot of any of these prompts or something new! if you want to discuss you can pm here, lesbiankrile, or ask for my discord! ]

Emporio Alniño | JJBA: Stone Ocean | Cubone | OTA

[seacub]

[PLEASE DON'T STOP THE MUSIC]

[A music club. That sounds like just the thing for Emporio to focus on in the downtime between when he ultimately sets off on his bounty, and when he's busy recovering from getting absolutely blasted with Hydro Pump. Emporio looks up at the board advertizing that particular club with a big smile on his little cubone face, fists clenched with excitement.]

Ah-

[And then he....falters.] ...Th...they probably don't have pianos do they...

[Anyone want to weigh in on that maybe..?]

[LET'S DO THE TIME-WARP]

[This battle is not particularly typical.]

AAAAA-GH!

[Emporio has his helmet on of course. He's not about to go into any fight without it you know! But the arena he's in right now is...well, it's weird. It's cutting in and out of places, it feels like- and whoever just dropped in with him can probably say the same.]

Ugh... ...Guys..?

[He won't be here long of course. Just long enough to perhaps see another, phase back in...

But what's more worrying is, well.] ...What was I just fighting...

[It...feels like he was doing something at least. Right? ...Yes???]

[WILDCARD]

[Ultimately, Emporio won't be doing too much outside of his quests- not with him having to recover from all his injuries before going off on bounty hunts.

Still, he's fairly optimistic; whether you visited him while he was in the clinic, or if you dragged him off to another club, it's probably easy to say he'll be where you need!]

music

[goodapple]

[As Neige lands on top of the quest board, there's a smile in his eyes to see someone with such excited energy in their posture. Of course, then the cubone hesitates--so Neige is quick to try and help him recover that energy before he can get too discouraged.]

I'm not sure, but maybe we can find out together! You're a pianist?

Eleanor Lamb | Bioshock | Brionne | OTA <3

[notyourbloodymessiah]

1] My Lover Stands On Golden Sands

[ there's actually a fairly large presence of popplios and brionnes at the music club's lessons, alongside a primarina sheparding them like a group of schoolgirls. and in amongst this group, some may be able to pick out eleanor. she's taken a particular (and unsurprising) liking to singing along with some of the popplios, giggling and clapping in delight as they all learn the songs together. primarina is possibly the most skilled in the band - the smaller sealions swaying along to her melody.

eleanor herself hasn't actually signed up to any clubs yet, but if nothing else, all of these activities are swaying her. she even attempts to play some instruments, her skill ranging from extremely poor to surprisingly okay. the real star of the show is eleanor's voice. singing was never a skill she had before, but as a brionne, vocalising melodies comes as second nature. perhaps the tune she sings is almost familiar... ]

2] Lord, I'm 500 Miles From My Home

[ although she probably shouldn't be, eleanor is aiding the rescue efforts. she can melt the snow quickly and is nimble enough on her flippers to make it to difficult-to-access areas to help as many trapped pokemon as she can. while she's less present in these efforts than she'd like to be, she's not absent.

until she starts in one place and is suddenly zapped to another. normally, she wouldn't question it. in her old life, she could teleport. but as it currently stands, she can't. and reasonably shouldn't be able to. and normal teleporting doesn't show her harrowing visions of something, where she can barely help before being spirited away once more. she needs to focus on the rescue efforts, she needs to save as many pokemon as possible. ]

3] I Can Dream, Can't I?

[ usual drill wildcard option - eleanor can do whatever really! feel free to just drop one here or ask via pm or lesbiankrile if you have any questions!! ]

Firoza Istus | Final Fantasy XIV | OTA

[bladeofnymeia]

A - What Everyone Wished For

[In between shaking off the rust and dust of last month's strange hazy memories, Firoza makes routine appearances at the Crafting Club. It's good to work on her satchel prototypes, as well as talk to others and catch up on what she'd missed in the middle of her snowblind state. After all, she's got a whole month to make up for!

Her current project seems to involve spinning a combination of wool and some kind of plant fiber to create a thread - and, hopefully, weave a fabric - that is strong and durable, but lightweight enough to then be pressed together with itself and something else in between, something that could make the fabric even sturdier...and potentially waterproof. She's thinking about what to use for that as she spins, muttering options softly.]

Sap, or resin...lanolin's not much of an option, I don't think enough Pokemon grow wool quickly enough for it to be sheared and harvested from cleaning the wool. And oilcloth wouldn't be feasible for Fire types. Maybe rubber? Gods, the stink though...

[Pondering, pondering...does anyone have any ideas on waterproofing fabric?]

B - Every Little Kingambit Helps

[You don't become a proper adventurer without doing well more than your fair share of runarounds. Menial tasks, wrangling pests, fetching things...it's all par for the course, and Firoza is no stranger to any of it.]

This goes to Quagsire, and these go to Pachirisu, and the last three are for Scorbunny. One for Quagsire, two for Pachirisu, three for Scorbunny...

[She repeats this through a mouthful of basket handle, her cargo six paper bags with type-corresponding colored stickers keeping them closed. Daschbund had asked if she wouldn't mind helping drop off some little deliveries, and she did so love to give that darling bread dog her patronage, how could she not help them out? She seems to walk with purpose, but only has a general idea of where the wayward customers might be within Bottlecap Bay...and it's probably cumbersome, carrying that basket in one's mouth. Want to help a helper out?]

C - Spacing Out [cw: natural disaster, disorientation; Endwalker spoilers]

[Ribombee had mentioned how important it was to clear out underbrush for a controlled burn. Firoza had wanted to make time to help, and she did, sorting through the slush to haul off dropped branches or chunks of underbrush that would choke the forest floor come spring. Some of the wood she stows away for herself to chew on, perhaps use her teeth and claws to carve out tiny tools or whatnot, but really, it's a focus on clearing the area. Clearing the forest. Clearing...]

Gah!

[Tripping on an errant branch or floundering because the ground isn't where one expects isn't unusual for Firoza. She can get back up and not be bothered. But when she stumbles this time...

It's not into the cold, slushy dirt. It's into settling ash.

Sputtering, the heat rising up all at once, Firoza looks - and for a moment, her mind goes blank. The forest consumed by flame, trees dropping in great crackling sparks, every breath hot and choking...

She has seen such sights before. Burning skies, burning homes, burning, so much destruction...

Logically, it couldn't be the Final Days she knows. It cannot. But memories of Vanaspati cannot help but claw at her mind, and she whirls around, a grim set to her jaw. Where there is such disaster, there is despair, and where there is despair there are blasphemous beasts beyond comprehension-]

-Ah!

[There, in that clearing, just there - she's sure she sees people she knows. And a figure of shadow...

No. No, she cannot let harm come to them. The Final Days cannot come here.

With a furious battle cry she surges forth, and barrels right into the shadowy figure, horn first. Her intent is to inflict poison, and she thrashes out with tooth and claw until that brief contact with the beast breaks-

-and suddenly, it all vanishes.

Firoza tumbles into a heap of slushy leaves, breathing hard. Soot is on the back of her tongue, and her paws are singed, and she lays very still, eyes wide, searching, waiting.]

What...what was...

[...Don't let her be alone in the woods for this. Please, she had to of run into someone else out here.]

Sliding into A~!

[autumnrainrunaway]

"Oh you'd want sealskin for the waterproofed satchel, it's a pretty hardy material for cloaks and bags while out at sea. Fireproofing though, you may want to do a chainmail bag that has a high heat tolerance."

Dolly has been having a field day of sorts with the clubs pretty much exploding everywhere, especially with the Mystery Club and Stargazing Club. At the moment, she'd easing into Craft club to decompress a bit..a stress relief of sorts if you will.

Behold Firoza, the Eevee-sized Sylveon stands before you wide eyed at the materials being listed and debated upon...

B

[offtracks]

[ Ingo spends the vast majority of his time at the Bay, unless there's a specific mission taking him over to Skull Town. It's not exactly his favorite place. So he's around to pick up random tasks too! ]

Hello! Would you like some help in carrying that?

[ He doesn't have hands either but he's also a lot bigger! ]

C!

[0dchess]

[Kinger has not changed his habits of keeping to himself, which means that he still hasn't met most people in the Bay. However, he has definitely heard of some of the more notable newcomers, especially those who accomplished way greater heroics in their home world. This is why Kinger is especially concerned to find the great Warrior of Light so distraught and alarmed.]

Hey... [Kinger approaches slowly, so as not to startle her more.] Are you okay?

Goro Akechi | Persona 5 Royal | OTA

[truthdecided]

A. What Everyone Wished For

[With all the hustle and bustle since last month, it's hard for Akechi to sit still.

He can be seen all over the place, making frequent visits to the Quest Board to look at the available missions and see if he can find others to accompany him on quests.

He can also be spotted at the Archives, searching for information on Pokémon that may match the descriptions of the bounties. Passersby may notice he's pulled out a tablet on Bronzong, and a few assorted fairy type tablets as well, trying to discern possible traits...

And, of course, in true detective fashion, he's a frequent attendee of the Mystery Club, bringing both his phone and journal to address the others.]

So, the timing of these bounties with the recent nightmares strike me as suspicious. Sharing information will be pivotal, so I'm curious which bounties you're prioritizing.

[He brings a wing over his chest.]

Ren, Noelle-san, and I have our sights set on the Northern Forest. That being said, I am familiar with Furnace Mountain and can share my own observations as needed.

B. Rime Falls

[Akechi does not enjoy the cold. Not one bit. However, he can fly, and that flight is vital for transporting both medical supplies and injured Pokémon.

As such, he can be seen soaring about in his sweater vest, scarf, and Safety Goggles, occasionally beating back snow with his wings or using Drill Peck to cut right through it.]

You can bring your injured to me, and I'll do what I can to carry them back to the outpost. However, I can only carry one at a time.

[He is small, after all. Perhaps it'd be different, if he were a Corviknight.]

C. Sparking Stones [Closed to Holmes]

[As a bird, caves are hardly ideal for Akechi. Fortunately, he is small enough to navigate without terrible trouble. The charged stones present a potential risk, but it's one worth taking, not only as a resource for the town, but for the opportunity to study their effects.

Holmes, being a steel type, also is better tailored to this environment, and his inquisitive mind should help in this operation. He may be new, but this is an opportunity for two intellectuals to step away from all the bustle in both the bay and Skull Town.]

I admit, I lack the scientific skills to fully dissect the nature of these stones, but their ability to consistently hold a charge is rather promising...

[Ah, there's one over there, sparking and aglow. Magnificent...]

D. Spacing Out

[Perhaps it happens one moment, when Akechi's team is facing their target. You fall through a rift. Your eyes briefly meet Akechi's, and then you're gone...

Or perhaps it's the opposite. One moment, he's flying on one mission or another, and he's the one plummeting, eyes wide and beak agape until he steadies himself and manages to launch at least one Air Slash at the target...

And then he hits the ground, head spinning. He wobbles from foot to foot, eyes squeezed shut...]

...Spatial distortions. There must be a reason for it!

[He tries fluttering back into the air to investigate, but perhaps he ought to take it slow.]

E. Wild Card!

[Open to other tomfoolery! You're welcome to DM me or hit me up at Dorked. Open to both prose and brackets.]

A

[paperceptive]

I don't know that I'm going after any of them.

[ Odile's a seasoned enough adventurer back home, but she's gotten hurt in nearly every single one of her outings here. It does make some sense to her; she's had a lifetime to hone her Craft, and only a few months to get a handle on her Pokemon attacks. ]

I may focus on training. But it depends on what Siffrin does. [ They're not going out there without her, unless they insist on Furnace Mountain or something! ]

Wild Card | Tough Luv!

[selfie_centered]

[Cater's attitude is even candier-coated than usual, but the hang of his eyelids over his blank, placid-smiling stare might suggest maybe he's not really in to this mission. it's not the mission itself, and it's not exactly Akechi, but Cater's not adjusting to the life of being a pokemon quite as quickly as he might like to. mostly because pokemon.... don't come with their phones. he'd arrived with no pockets and without his favorite device, without a camera, without even a skateboard— and by now this skater is bored, himself.

he'd picked the mission because it sounded easy, something he could tune out or at least get a few punches in. maybe it'll relieve some of this astronomical annoyance building up in him. either way, he's not sure what the hell a luvdisc is. it's been described to him, it's a water pokemon— flat, heart-shaped, kind of looks like its name?

egh. kind of sounds like sending them in is overkill, but at least it looks like participation. Cater's not rejecting the easy way out.

as they approach the bay, Cater wonders aloud;]

Wait, so, they're those lil' pink guys on the shore?

D

[goodapple]

Oh my gosh!

[Neige, presumably fluttering about in the midst of his own little task, diverts his attention at once when he catches sight of a little body plummeting out of the sky. Quite the little bird himself, he flies over as fast as he can, but isn't able to make it in time to try and help break his fall.

Instead, he lands beside him, holding out his fluffy wings as if to try and offer something to help stabilize him.]

Are you alright? That was quite the fall you just took! Oh--please don't try and get back in the air so quickly!

[He's worried!]

C, hello here I am at last

[secondsmartest]

There are a number of chemical experiments I could think to apply to it, assuming the properties aren't lost when the stone is broken down into pieces.

[That's at least one possible experiment to try, anyway. Thinking of things to try, to test is at least familiar, a comfort in an unfamiliar situation. And he's trying to be helpfully social even while he doesn't know what he's doing.]

But I fear I am more of a chemist than a physicist, and this does seem akin to electricity. A naturally-occurring battery. Are they dangerous to handle, in that case?

Impmon | Digimon Tamers | Sableye

[ba_boom]

I. Do you want to build a...

[When Icefall Lake gets buried in snow, Impmon- as a proficient digger- is one of the first to rush out and help. Indeed, he may be going a little bit too hard into rescuing buried people, proceeding very quickly without much of a plan as he tries to dig them out.]

C'mon, buddy, keep talkin' and help me out here!

[Maybe you're the one he's rescuing. Maybe you're just witnessing his overeager and haphazard methods and want to rein them in. Or maybe you've run into him later, after he's gotten himself into trouble or tired himself out and needs some help himself.]

II. And I must scream

[Unfortunately, snow and fatigue aren't the only thing Impmon has to contend with. Even once he finally starts taking better care of himself and starts walking back to safety to take a break, he suddenly finds himself frozen solid in a massive glacier, helpless to move.

A few moments later, he'll reappear with a yelp.]

Hah! I'm okay! I'm okay. I can move. I can...

[He seems to lose his train of thought mid-sentence and flops over, huddling his little arms around himself and hyperventilating. It's tough to say if it's the cold that has him so shaken, or just fear.]

III. Wildcard!

(Don't see anything you like? Have something specific in mind? Feel free to hit me up in DMs or on plurk at yonfellow)

It doesn't have to be a...

[cedricthegreat]

[As one of the few flyers in Oran, Cedric was immediately assigned as a carrier, of course. Impmon had already retrieved a couple of Pokémon that he helped move to safety - for a ghost, he's surprisingly good at the digging thing. Which is probably why he's surprised to find the guy half-covered in snow several hours later, not moving near as quickly as he was before, and seeming to be burying himself more than uncovering anybody else.

With a sigh, he swoops down and lands next to the hole of Sableye.] Are you still at it, cave troll?

Neige LeBlanche | Twisted Wonderland | Swablu | OTA

[goodapple]

what everyone wished for

[Neige might have only just signed up for the music club, but when he sees that others are performing at the quest board, he isn't at all shy about chiming in. Really, even if he hadn't become a member, he'd likely have been unable to resist participating. With his clear, trilling voice, the swablu is quite good at finding the right place to insert himself to compliment whoever else is singing or otherwise playing an instrument. And if he's taking the lead on a song, he'll sing something sweet and cheerful.

For the most part, he'll have his little self perched on the board itself, but if he notices someone who seems like they're a little shy jumping in, he'll swoop over, flying at whatever their eyelevel is.]

Why don't you join us? The more the merrier!

every little kingambit helps

[Newcomer or otherwise, there's no better time to pitch in than the present! Before he's even realized it, one task has turned to two has turned to ten, and Neige's been flittering about the city hardly giving himself a moment to breathe. No amount of cheerfulness can keep anyone running indefinitely, though, and as he finishes ferrying a delivery, he finally finds a spot to perch for a rest.

Only for another pokemon in "need" to approach. Negie's tired little eyes perk up.]

Of course! I'd be happy to help!

[Just, you know...give him a minute. Maybe five.]

spacing out

[Still getting his bearings, Neige decided it would be best not to try and jump into a quest that he may end up being more of a hindrance than a help for. In the meantime, though, he couldn't let himself sit idly by and not help in whatever small measure he could with the avalanche's aftermath. With such a small stature and few skills currently under his disposal, this mainly comes in the form of scouting through the air. As long as he makes sure to avoid flying when the weather is at its worst, Neige finds he doesn't have any particular trouble keeping airborne.

That is, until he veers through a rift. And suddenly, the little blue bird is tumbling straight out of the air and into the snow, shivering painfully with his cotton-like wings coiled around his body.]

wildcard

[Neige's brand new here, so very happy to do anything in between these prompts that'll help establish him farther into the setting! Feel free to message me at ddsapphire for any additional plotting!]

1-ish!

[notyourbloodymessiah]

[ eleanor's found herself in with the music club, particularly focused on eagerly dancing with a procession of popplios. she's vaguely singing along to whatever song is currently being played, in a voice sounding well-trained in spite of her actual amateurity. she doesn't feel to compelled to properly join in right now, but when a swablu floats over to her with an invite, she hesitates. ]

Are you sure? [ she tilts her head to the side, before immediately being pushed forward by some of the youngest in her troupe, who are eagerly chirping that she should go join! her voice is really nice! ] Ack-- all right, all right. Settle down.