Pokémon PMD: Bad Duck [Interactive]

[kyeugh]

You awake on the day of your trial with a stone in your stomach. Both metaphorically, in the sense that you are freaked the fuck out, and literally, in the sense that your tummy was upset last night and, being a primitive fowl, you had to swallow a big rock to help grind up your food. And the mammals have the gall to complain about taking pills and gummis. What a bunch of fucking whiners.

You step outside into the warm spring air and breathe deeply of it—the scent of smoke from the village's bonfires and the aromas of honeysuckle and garden herbs comfort you. The city's center, a massive earthwork platform built thousands of years ago by the village's founders—and one of many such structures in this part of the world—looms over you menacingly, like a great judgmental mountain. Actually, you guess that's exactly what it is.

Blessedly, you have a couple hours to kill before the worst moment of your life, so you might as well do something to lift your spirits a little. You could go down into town and chat with the shopkeeps—maybe it's your last chance. Your teacher, Master Tibius, is probably down there somewhere hocking his wares if you wanted to say hi. You could even pick up a snack and shoot the shit with the other teenagers. Or you could take a hike to the waterfall to clear your mind. There's always something neat to see out there.

Or you could do something else. If there was ever a time to get creative, now would be it.