You had wanted to do some salmon run because the things here cost why differently than in your reality, pretty much inflation all over again, but earning money was somewhat easy. Do some turf war, anarchy, salmon run, actual jobs, basically your life from before.
As you entered, you heard a familiar and unpleasant voice.
??!!?: Welcome to Grizz co. I would usually say you needed to be at least level four experience to work shifts, but I've seen what you can do...so I make you a deal. You can go to the top ranks immediately, IF you can probe yourself by getting above the necessary quota...with a hazard level of 200%. Is that a deal?
Y/n: I know Mr. Grizz is using the golden eggs for bad..but it's going to happen either way, and the rewards are worth it.
I will take your deal and try my best Mr. Grizz.
Mr. Grizz: Great!...NOW GET BACK TO WORK!!!
Y/n: Alright!...geez.
You waited a few minutes and the large metal door in the training room opened up leading to a helipad with a helicopter with two inklings amd one octoling who looked really surprised and scared by your appearance. Nevertheless, you got in and sat down. No one decided to speak and it felt quite awkward.
Y/n: ..wait... I can't super jump or make ink......WHAT AM I GONN-- oh yeah. My weapons and string, I can use that.
Writer: Oh yeah! I have to tell you something about your powers! Over using them will also make them go on cool down or if you use a very powerful attack, they all go on cool down, so make sure you know what your doing, alright? An example would be the super speed. Even a little will leave you with a long cooldown if you aren't careful.
You nod, and you finally notice your destination, Sockeye Station. The three others super jump while you use your string like spiderman sticking the landing. Although you can't ink, you c-
Writer: Wellllll....I have made a device allowing you to make ink, shoot it from your own weapons like the paint brush, katana, or hand cannon, super jump, and you can have all of these benefits without being splatted. Should be helpful for fighting and a story yet to come.
The device is now magically on your curly/straight hair which is...just a pin looking like a mix of a golden toothpick and a flower of some sort. Quite the pin, if I do so say so myself. Anyways, once you had wasted a few seconds thinking, you started to ink the place with your paint brush and located where the salmonoids were coming from. You kept note of one inkling having a splatter shot, another having a splatana wiper, and the octoling with a carbon roller, and a bit of confusion or jealousy with your weapon in hand. Nevertheless, all four of you dealt with scrappers, stingers which made you feel like there was a rollercoaster happening in the inside of your body, big shots, and the others. Having experience playing splatoon with increased stamina, you were like an eggsecuative ranked player, which your were in game. Playing games is good for you then, who would have thought?
The first wave was done and before you knew it, the second was done as well. The others kept the same weapons, somehow. You super jumped back to the starting point for the third wave. Even though there wasn't much communication between you and your teammates exceot the occasional booyah and over here, everything seemed to go well untill.....the plot started to kick in.
Y/n: The sky is turning dark so it could be those pan things, glowflies, the mothership, big mouth salmons, the valves, and I think that's it? What could it be...
As mentioned earlier, the plot started to kick in which was.....
Y/n: What could it be......HOLY COD, WHAT THE?!
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Splatoon 3 x Male? Human? Reader?
AvventuraA day once happy, then mysterious and confused, then forced into action and bravery, or was it ignorance? Y/n was living håppïly at his home, then taken away through a vague, misty portal, taken to the land of Inklings and Octolings, Splatoon. But...
