January - February Test drive

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➞ Post with a character you wish to test drive in this game's setting.
➞ Tag other people's starters and thread out shenanigans!
➞ Invite your friends! Try out new characters! Come play with us!
➞ Have fun!

NOT SURE WHERE TO BEGIN YOUR TEST-DRIVE JOURNEY?
CHECK OUT ALL THE LOCATIONS WE HAVE AVAILABLE IN:

JOHTO | KANTO | SEVII ISLANDS

Feel free to make various prompts in multiple locations!

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OTHER USEFUL LINKS:
NAVIGATION | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

Comments

II.

[celadontyousee]

[If Lulu can hear anything over the sound of her dramatic and noble speech, she might notice a faint, rhythmic tapping noise, getting closer. And a quiet little jingling sound that might be... bells?]

[Then again, maybe she'll just tune it out. After all, the sound of this particular staff tapping against the ground to plot out a path for its' holder, these exact bells chiming against it...]

[She's heard it before, plenty of times. A subtle clue, the most discreet sign to the identity of the one who approaches...]

Lulu?

[Also, the part where Celadon just straight-up walked out of the bushes might be a hint.]

You're here! Technically, wherever you are is always "here" to you, even if it's "there" to other people, but you're here, in the same here as me!

[The little creature perched on top of Celadon's head makes a vaguely ponderous "mrrt?" noise, and slowly turns his thousand-yard stare to gaze blankly at the glittering Gastly.]

[Without turning her head or missing a beat:] Oh, is that a new friend? Nice to meet you, little ghost.

[lulunacy]

—Celadon!

[Promptly distracted from her current state of absolute terror, Lulu sprints over to meet Celadon where she's appeared, crying,] Fortune has truly smiled upon us, that we may exist together in this very plane under the glorious moon's same shining phase!

[She grips one of Celadon's hands, shifting the aforementioned Artemis et cetera into one arm so she can do so, and steps back as Celadon addresses the Gastly.]

What's that? You call this wayward soul a friend? [She turns to the Gastly, which seems less amused now that Lulu isn't pitching glitter into its face in a panic.] Have I misjudged its purpose?

[celadontyousee]

[Celadon clasps her hands back, smiling happily. She is, as always, genuinely just happy to be here.]

It doesn't feel hungry... or angry... or sad. [She tilts her head, looking thoughtfully at the Gastly. Well, in the Gastly's general direction, at least.] I think it might be... curious?

Maybe it liked the glitter...