Vintage's downfall

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The gardens near the inkopolis plaza were a nice location to chill out after a brutal, intensive match. The birds would appear and sing lovely tunes and young inklings would run around the hill and back in an insane cycle. The sun flowers would appear in the summer, bleaming with the sun rays.

Vintage loved this place as it wasn't just peaceful, but relaxing. As a young squid, He has suffered from anger management issues. He couldn't control his anger and was always gulity about it afterwards. To keep his control and maintain his ability to chill, ever so often he visited the gardens which reminded him of peace, love and positivity.

His family would praise him in a lot of ways before he turned 14 and moved away to to Inkopolis; they would say he was capable of everything. He liked that. 

What he didn't like was the pressure he was put on by other inklings. Most of the time, he'd be reminded by some of the mean kids that he would never be like Emperor, the god-like King cross turf champion for 2 years now and that he should stop trying.

But he didn't listen to them, as much as it hurt. For his 14th birthday, he got a ballpoint splatling, which he always dreamed of having. Particularly how it both had the short range that turns into long range which was pretty cool in his thoughts.

Red sole, a childhood friend, was the person who suggested the weapon to him.

"Check it out!" he could clearly remember her showing the weapon catalogue closely. "This weapon right here is a ballpoint splatling and I think it'd suit you!"

Vintage also got the idea of maining it as his sister, Omega mains another splatling of short, Nautilus. The Nautilus isn't as long-ranged as the Ballpoint, so it would make sense as why he'd pick the ballpoint instead of that one.

So, as he battled more in turf war, Vintage find himself more intriguted into the  Ballpoint splatling. Studying the main concept. He, in no time, find himself into ranked battle first time excelling with the modes with such weapon. He got to A+ really quickly.

Omega congratulated him on such skip. "C- to A+ in one week? That's quite impressive, Vintage."

"Thanks," He replied with self-pride. "I'm planning to get my own team before I get to S."

It was no lie that Vintage was dreaming of an perfect team he can be in that would dominate the enormous ranked battle scene. He was better in Rainmaker and Tower Control than he was in turf wars and he preached of one day leading a team that'd have a major sucess in the entire Inkopolis population.

"We could try and find some teammates next week." Omega said, with a smile as bright as the sun thanks to her brother's news. 

Vintage smiled back, but a bit weaker. "Yes. At the Park?"

"Yes, the glorious training practice arena and the food truck populated Park."

The park was famous for how many inklings were either looking to recruit or be recruited into a new team, clan or rarely a community.  Vintage hasn't been there before but has seen photos on social media on how big it is and how crowded it can be sometimes.

As he lay on the warm dry grass, he thought of going to the Park now that it's cloudy. Omega is likely to be there as she always eats lunch around this time there.

He got himself up, took his bag full of personal belongings and went out of the garden gates, melting from the heat. He crossed the steps and set out to the park.

He could see the inkopolis square from here. The city-like area was a fun hang-out place that was nostalgic to Vintage as he always liked to visit it as a kid. His parents, afterwards, took their time finding him as he climbed the statues the square had to provide too high.