Rough Ride ||Splatoon Manga x Reader||

Rough Ride ||Splatoon Manga x Reader||

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The sky was painted an array of colours, from pinks and reds to blues and purples. The trees stood tall in the deep, green forest. A river flowed with energy nearby which could be heard from afar. Bugs of different types crawled across the floor of the land and birds sung their songs in their nests. The cracks and pops of the fire and strums of guitar strings finished it off as the perfect night for those gathered together around the campfire, the fairy lights set up also helping to set the mood. The group of happy Cephalopods sit in content, letting the music move them as they thought about how this was the last night of their much enjoyed road trip. It was perfect. All of them together. It was a moment that all of them would cherish forever. The past 2 weeks made them realize how important they all were to each other, and how much this trip really made the, show their true colours and grow closer. And I'm gonna be telling you all about how you and the main characters of the Splatoon went on this road trip and formed unforgettable bonds and forged amazing memories! So come on, you can pick which seat you want!
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"Who's out there?" One of the men yelled. Of course only silence met them. I remained quiet and waited for the group to start moving again. "Maybe it was just an animal." Someone whispered. The person, who I assumed was the captain of the small squad, signaled for them to walk again. They clearly showed fear as they kept going; brandishing their weapons to guard themselves with. "Two are holding lanterns. I'll tell you when you're too close to them." I heard my friend whisper in my ear. I followed the men as I picked up another branch and waited for the right time to break it. They continued to walk through the forest, turning their heads in every direction as if an animal might lunge at them and rip their throats out. I guess in a way I was going to do that. "Go back a few feet." My friend whispered. I carefully distanced myself from the group and waited. "Where is she?" I quickly snapped the stick as soon as he finished asking the question. They stopped and two soldiers raised their lanterns to shine its light in the darkness. I quickly hid behind a tree before both of them turned where I was. A low frustrated growl came from one of the men, "The girl's playing with us. She's out here following our every move." How paranoia can cloud the mind. At nine years old, Silver decided to leave her village for the forest. Since then, she's been hunted; everyday is a fight for her life, every breath she takes could be her last, but she's determined to stay alive. Her life isn't the kind anyone would want to live but she's managed to survive this long so, what's a few more years?

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