(discontinued) [ New World ] ; Splatoon

[ Weapon Picking ]

Your POV

The agents pulled me into a small building, it looked like it was filled with weapons, and I was impressed. I was met with a.. turtle? It wore goggles, talking to the agents and pointing to each weapon.

I looked around the place for a bit, and (weapon of your choice) caught my eye. I walked towards it, picking it up and it was heavier than I expected it. I got a better grip on it and held it like I was going into battle, looking childish at the same time.

Agent 1 and 8 started giggling when they saw me in a battle pose, it made me feel better, seeing them happy.. because they're usually cold, especially agent 3. I walked towards to the agents and the turtle thing they were talking to, agent 3 turned to me and examined the weapon I had chosen to carry.

They looked a bit disappointed, as usual. It kind of bothered me, but I quickly brushed it off, agent 3 turned back to the turtle, digging in their pocket and pulling out a couple of.. what looked like silver tickets. They were buying the weapon I chose!

I was a little excited, eager to try it. I hugged the weapon and started to follow the agents out of the building, agent 3 nudged me, giving me that cold glare again. My mood was ruined, I stopped being so jumpy and frowned.

We started to walk towards another building, but it was extremely big, it had a large logo on it. We walked in and it appeared to be a lobby with.. squid(?) inflatable targets. I wonder why they brought me here...

..Unless.... they're going to..

Send me into battle?