(discontinued) [ New World ] ; Splatoon

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Your POV

The agents waved at me, then left. I guess I'm "working" with these three random Inklings now. A little bell went off, the Inklings went on the other side of the room to a chest, I quickly followed them. One by one, they were pulling out what seemed to be weapons out of the chest.

Inkling 1 (Ink1)
Large sword-katana like weapon.
(Splatana)

Inkling 2 (Ink2)
Large paint roller, bigger than the Inkling itself.
(Splat Roller)

Inkling 3 (Ink3)
Similar to the Inkling one, large paint brush, bigger than the Inkling itself.
(Octo brush)

After they all got out of line, they stepped to the side, waiting for me. I looked back into the chest, reaching in, I pulled back out and got 2 weapons that looked like drills. They were large and red. (Dualie Squelchers)

I closed the chest, the Inklings looked back at me and said that word again.

"Woomy!"

"Woomy!"

I said it back to them, they started to paint the ground with ink, turning into squid forms and back to normal repeatedly. The ink scares me, the thought of being burned again made me want to cry. The inkling with the paint brush swam towards me, returning back to normal once they got close to me.

Before I could do anything, they pulled me onto the ink, and it didn't hurt. No burning feeling, no pain, I was just standing on it. I have never felt more relieved. I guess this uniform protects me from the ink.

Another bell went off, and they all started to walk towards a back door, I quickly ran after them, trying my best to stay with the group, I didn't know what I was getting into. A large helicopter was outside, it looked like the one that Agent 3 made me climb onto.

They Inklings pulled me on, sitting down on the seats. I sat on the far left, trying not to get into... a conversation.. I guess. It took about 30 minutes before the Inklings got up, they turned to their squid forms on the edge of the helicopter, then went flying and landed on a platform. I looked out at the place they were on, it looked like an art academy.

An Octoling come from the front of the helicopter, telling me something in its language.. I just stood there confused. They looked confused when they actually looked up and saw that I wasn't an Octoling or Inkling.

The helicopter got closer to the academy, the other Inklings were down there waiting for me. They looked up and waved at me to come down. I stepped back from the edge of the helicopter.

"Look, Octoling Pilot thing, I can't jump down there!"

Of course it didn't understand me. It just rolled it's eyes, and pushed me off. I started to panic and scream while falling, the Inkling with the katana weapon threw ink under me before I fell, I closed my eyes.

I knew I was going to die.