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Fandom Splatoon - Ink or Sink [In-Character]

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Noivian

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Ink or Sink

The sun climbed higher into the sky, reaching its midday peak and baking the city below in heat and light. Inkopolis continued to be busy, despite the uncomfortable weather, pedestrians keeping to the shady sidewalks and crowding underneath café awnings during the lunch rush. City workers rested in the shade of the scaffolding as they ate lunch, the decorations for the Festival of Color not quite finished being put up just yet. If Raymond concentrated hard enough, he could hear the music blasting from the speakers in the plaza, but only just barely. A ten minute walk wasn't that far of a distance, and initially he was surprised at how cheap the apartment he'd found was, given its location.

It wasn't until he arrived at the place that it started to make sense. The building, while tall enough to rise above the surrounding buildings, was entirely unsightly, nothing but plain concrete squares and iron railings on tiny balconies. The staircase was located outside the building, a small iron gate keeping it locked off from public access. The ground floor of the building seemed to be an office space, complete with grungy tinted windows and dull tiling inside. There was a small side room for the mailboxes, and an elevator off in the corner.

Raymond had arrived earlier that morning to make sure the movers knew where to put the furniture and his small amount of belongings, and frankly he hadn't been impressed with what he'd seen of the apartment. Typically one would do a tour of a place before signing the lease, but in Ray-Ray's excitement and eagerness, he'd simply bypassed all that and took the place based on its location and price alone. He didn't have that much furniture put in, but it was still amazing that it all fit regardless. He now stood just outside the building lobby, in the shade of the building, waiting for his new teammates to arrive. He couldn't shake the sinking feeling in his stomach, that they'd take one look at the place and simply decide to be on his team anymore. Then he'd be back to square one, and signups were only a couple weeks out...

Ray-Ray took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. Things will be fine. Everything will be okay. He continued to tell himself that, while nervously eyeing every passerby, as if expecting his teammates to come out of nowhere and splat him on the spot.

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myeyesblurry

Leech Boy

Latte
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Ray-Ray Noivian Noivian
Mentions: (:
Location:
Outside of the apartments.

She took her time, idly dragging her feet. She wasn’t sure what to expect yet- Inkopolis… Sucked. If she were honest. Sure, it was pretty in most locations, but the closer she gets to her new home… The more her hopes dropped.

It’s not for long, she wasn’t… Sure for how long it would be actually. Do they win and then… Get money and move? Get awarded a cool penthouse? How do high class players live anyway? It’s certainly not these buildings she was stepping up to.

She looked up at them and back at her phone… Yep. This is where she gets murdered. She responded to an online add for an offer that seemed too good to be true and it was, she was the next murder mystery victim. Great. Just great.

She was about to turn away and slink off, go back to a cafe to charge her phone and look for more ads. Find someone who is serious and not trying to murder her, when her eye catches a flash of pink. Ah, it was Ray-Ray… She held the phone up and scrutinized it. Did he… Wear the same clothes as in his picture? Jeeze. Okay, maybe he wasn’t a murderer and the living in this dump made sense…

Who was she to judge that harshly though? She’d been… Living on the streets for a few weeks at this point. An embarrassing fact that she’d never be able to tell her parents about. If they knew she willingly was sleeping under an awkwardly large trash can in the city they’d probably kill her, cry about how foolish she was, kill her again, and ground her for life. And kill her once more.

Okay maybe not the killing.

She walked up to Ray-Ray, a straight B-line for him until she stood just a few feet away. She was shorter than him- who wasn’t she shorter than? She was slightly short for her own species, not to mention Octolings and Inklings are half a foot taller than them regardless. She blinked at him before pulling her phone out to show him his picture.

Raymond. I’m Latte.” She introduced and put her phone back in her pocket. Adjusting her backpack, a few trinkets clinging against the sides awkwardly. “I can tell by the way you’re wearing the same clothes as your pictures that you are not a murderer, and in fact just very poor. Which is a relief to my safety. But quite sad for you.

I’m sorry I didn’t give any information about myself. I didn’t want to be discriminated against for.. Not being the same species as classic Turfers. But I’m going to be the first professional Slug Turfer, and it’s a great opportunity for us both to have me here.” She nods, and smiles at him, awkwardly.

As if any part of her wasn’t awkward, insulting him instantly. She’s not the best at subtleness.
 

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When Latte started approaching him, Raymond perked up a bit, assuming this was one of the contacted teammates, and despite the initial confusion of her showing him his own photo, Ray-Ray was glad to see that his assumption was right. "Hi! I'm Raymond... but you already knew that, haha..." He shifted awkwardly as she went on to call him not a murderer, poor, sad, and a bigot (albeit indirectly), all in one conversation. How was he supposed to feel about all this? "Um, well... You won't have to worry about being discriminated against or anything. It's not one's species that defines our abilities, but how much time we put into practice!" Or something like that... "Anyways, it's really nice to meet you, Latte. I'd show you up to the apartment now, but I don't want to miss another teammate, so..."

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myeyesblurry

Leech Boy

Latte
Interactions:
Raymond Noivian Noivian
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Location: Outside of the apartments.

She blinked slowly at him introducing himself after she just introduced him for him. And he was open minded about her being a slug player! She might have jumped the gun, but… She’s never seen a slug turfer before. The sign ups certainly thought it strange…

That is great.” She says, to whatever. Everything. It’s all great. She knows it’s Raymond, he is not going to discriminate against her. And how he will just view their actual abilities based on practice. Which was great. Certainly. Her non murderer team mate, and he wants to wait for the others.

I can wait with you. Obviously.” She wouldn’t want to go up to the apartment alone, that would be rude. It is technically his, not all of theirs… So to speak. She steps next to him and starts idling, rocking back and forth on her feet. Swaying side to side, tail following behind her. “Great.
 

Bloody_Death

The Ultimate Cookie Muncher

Kai
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Location: Old Apartments
Currently Feeling: Nervous but excited.

Interactions: Noivian Noivian (Ray-Ray) | myeyesblurry myeyesblurry (Latte)

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Kai...had actually reached the apartment close to an hour and a half ago already. He was always one to arrive early...but he was so excited that he might have come a bit too early. He was, unintentionally, standing around the corner really shady like. He thought that he might have been acting really weird just standing around and watching the different people who were going about their normal day. He...is pretty sure that the pink inkling standing outside of the complex was Ray. He came out a while ago and hasn't left yet. But he wasn't entirely sure. So he didn't wanna risk embarrassing himself by walking up to a random inkling and asking if he was Ray or not. He had actually called Elliot several times expressing his concerns and how nervous he was but he only got told to just do it. Stupid brother! He gave a small huff and shoved his phone back into his pocket. Looking back over to where the supposed Ray was, only to see that someone else was there. A slug girl. He's hadn't seen too many here in Inkopolis. But he does recall there being a few families of them back in the Valley. But, overhearing their conversation did confirm that this guy really was Raymond. Great. Now he feels dumb for being too scared to try and ask. He was always so silly.

He waited for the two to stop talking before slowly approaching them both. Kai had only sent his name and photo. So, if this was the person he was looking for he should also be able to recognize them! "Um. Hi..." He spoke a bit awkwardly and quietly. Nervously curling the longer tentacle that hung over one of his eyes. He didn't have much with him. One small suitcase with his clothes and other essentials. A big bag that had things like his laptop, yarn, and even some pots and pans. Everything he would need to continue with his hobbies here! His actual apartment lived a bit further away. About 45 minutes by bus. So he didn't see the need to bring a lot. And of course, he had his weapons bag. "Uhhh. You are Raymond, right? I am Kai." He said while awkwardly staring down at their feet. Introductions were always so strange. But he soon gave a nod to the two that were here. "It is nice to meet you both." Even if he was nervous, he wanted to make a good impression on them! He was going to be living with them for a while after all.
 

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Ray turned when Kai approached, recognizing him from the photo he'd been sent earlier. He'd known there was an Octoling hanging around nearby, but didn't ever have a good chance to look at him until now. "Oh, hey Kai! Nice to meet you. This is Latte, she'll be joining us on the team. We're just waiting on one more before we go up to the apartment..." Raymond watched Kai curiously, taking in the other's disposition and demeanor. So far, there was Latte who was awkwardly blunt and Kai who was awkwardly shy. Hopefully their fourth would be a little less... awkward. But honestly this was a team that was put together last minute from a random advert he'd put out not too long ago, so naturally people are going to be awkward. He shifted his weight to the side, looking between the two. "So, what weapons do you guys usually use?"

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myeyesblurry

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Latte
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Raymond Noivian Noivian
Mentions: Kai Bloody_Death Bloody_Death
Location: Outside the apartments.

The next person appeared quite soon actually, so that was good. Maybe the last wouldn’t take long either? She was on the opposite side at which Kai approached, and she stayed over there, away from him. She blinked sluggishly as he introduced himself. He was dressed nicer than them, and had more bags than she had. He wasn’t poor like them. She looked back up at the apartment.

He sounded awkward and hesitant, but he didn’t actually leave at the first glance of the apartment, so maybe he was going to stay? She looked back at him. Opening her mouth to speak, but Raymond introduced her already. She just stared up at him for a moment.

She didn’t get the chance to point out Kai was more wealthy. Raymond should know though. Kai might be a weak link, he might leave for the next person to come along with more money than them. She’s dedicated, how could she trust Kai?

She sighs, annoyed that Raymond changed the subject so fast. “I use a splat roller. It’s quite superior to most any weapon. Just one good hit on someone is enough to splat them. And quicker than a charger.” She said quite plainly. She lets her hands fall from holding her backpack to her sides, and wipes them on her dress. Pat pat her dress.
 

Bloody_Death

The Ultimate Cookie Muncher

Kai
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Location: Old Apartments
Currently Feeling: Netural.

Interactions: Noivian Noivian (Ray-Ray) | myeyesblurry myeyesblurry (Latte)

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Kai wore a smile as he got welcomed by the inkling. Offering a small nod to the slug girl, Latte when she was introduced to him as well. Though, he couldn't help but notice that the both of them were kinda staring at him...was he supposed to say something else? "Well. I look forward to working with you both then." Kai glanced towards the apartment building. It...honestly looked kinda scary. But he wasn't too picky with room sizes. So long as he got a bed and a kitchen to cook at he would be happy.

He took his place on the other side of Ray. Setting his bag down to give his shoulder a break from carrying it around during his travels. There was only one more person. He wondered what they were like. He just hoped that he could get along with them all. And actually...talk to them.


When the subject changed to weapons he seemed to get interested in it quickly. Choosing to look past Latte and her incorrect opinion! "I prefer to play shooters and chargers. I like using .96 gals the most. But I can also use E-liter. I like using weapons that keep the opponents away from me." He wasn't the best when someone was right in his face. So he would rather splat them from afar.
 

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Raymond nodded along, listening to his new teammates' preferences, blissfully unaware of Latte's ire. "I personally prefer chargers, mainly E-liters, but I'm also comfortable on some short-range shooters and buckets. We can swap back and forth between games on who uses the charger, Kai." He, too, refrained from commenting on Latte's wrong opinion, though he could only hope that things weren't weird now between the three of them, since the slug had expressed distaste for chargers in front of two charger users. But from what little he's seen of Latte so far, she was either going to be very forward about how their weapon choice was wrong, make a comment on how she'll have to carry the team, or simply not notice or care enough to make a comment on the matter. He hoped for the third option. God, he wished the fourth teammate would show up already...

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myeyesblurry

Leech Boy

Latte
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Raymond Noivian Noivian , Kai Bloody_Death Bloody_Death
Mentions: (:
Location: Outside the apartments.

She sighed, popping her hip out and placing a hand on it. Squinting at the other two, seemed Kai had a reason for it. That was worrisome. If they swap, would Kai’s quality go down? Once their fourth shows up, they should probably all show their skills.

On the other hand, it was a charger. It’s not good for inking the whole field! It’s just good for kills. And sure, they can’t ink when they’re respawning… But both of them? Well, Raymond wanted to alternate. That’s a good plan. It would be better if neither used it, but if they're good at their job, then it’s useful. They just better be good at their job.

Should I voice the concerns of the charger? I agree with Raymond, wouldn’t want to both use a charger at the same time. Whichever is more skilled in their weapon should stay using it.” She hummed, but noticed they both had eyed her earlier. Were they expecting her to prove her point, of why a roller was better? There’s no argument. It’s faster. “It’s scary to be splat.” She added. Is that why Kai wants to keep opponents away? That’s why you splat them first.

She wants them to see her, close range, she’s better at dodging if she can see their moves clearly. She wants them to see she’s different, and that she’s still good. She can compete with them, she can keep up, she can be better than them.

She looks down, picking at the seams of her dress.

You want something that inks turf fast.” She tries to explain, because that's the argument. “Charger is just used for kills. Not inking… Too much, well, charging. It is in the name.
 

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Jamie
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Location: Outside the apartments
Currently Feeling: Tired
Interactions: Noivian Noivian Raymond, Bloody_Death Bloody_Death Kai and myeyesblurry myeyesblurry Latte
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Gosh... This journey had been a lot longer than he'd expected. Sure, this place was apparently on the complete opposite side of the city, but he'd expected the transport to be faster than this at least. Ugh, maybe he should have just asked Meaghan for a lift? She had a vehicle, and she'd offered to help him pack his things, and say goodbye to him at the door... She'd been proud, almost? She didn't often wear her emotions on her face, but he could see that she was proud of him, she had that shine in her eyes, her lips had been upturned ever so slightly.

He missed her already. He missed all of them. Even Mable and she was a total bitch-

Right. He shouldn't be getting distracted. He was searching for that apartment block, and the person called Ray-Ray. He couldn't be too far away now, right? Please don't be too far away- His back was killing him. Why had he deemed it a good idea to pack his entire wardrobe in the first place? At least he'd been able to grab coffee at the plaza, that was nice, even if it did make him sleepy...

Oh! Wait a minute, were those people over there? Another octoling, an inkling, a slug...? He'd never seen slugs around before, that was cool! Back to the inkling- That had to be Ray-Ray, right? He looked identical to the inkling in the picture, even the outfit was the same. So that meant...

"Oh Cod, sorry I'm so late!" He waved at the group from a small distance, picking up his pace so he'd finally be able to pause and take a break for a while. "I didn't realize the journey would take so long!" This was embarrassing. Maybe he was fashionably late, at least? He couldn't have taken too long to show up. It wasn't like they'd all gone inside yet. "You are Raymond, right?" He paused in front of the three, leaning heavily against his suitcase and squinting at them all with slight scrutiny. They all seemed... Normal? Not too outlandish or eye-catching, unlike himself... His poor feet were very much regretting the decision to wear heeled boots. "I'm Jamie? I saw your ad about the team and the apartment and stuff-" Was... This where they'd be staying? It was kind of a dump. Not that he could complain, since it was a free apartment, but he was starting to miss Meaghan's penthouse already.

"Oh! And hi to the rest of you too!"
 

Bloody_Death

The Ultimate Cookie Muncher

Kai
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Location: Outside Apartments
Currently Feeling: Content

Interactions: Noivian Noivian (Ray-Ray) | myeyesblurry myeyesblurry (Latte) | jump. jump. (Jamie)

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Kai was glad that there was another charger user on his team. Charger was fun! But a lot of times he had to play it a bit too much. Since they would often need a backline and he was often the only one who could properly play a charger in rank. A lot of people often try it out in ranked but realize it's a lot different than playing it in turf.

"Alright. That sounds like a plan. Um. I can also play other shooters too. But gals are just my favorite shooter class." He explained a bit further. Knowing that, right now, their paint is kinda lacking. So he wouldn't mind switching to more of a painter weapon if he had to. "I can also try splatlings. But I have only played those in turf." He's been trying to expand usee in different classes. One day, he's gonna be able to play them all!

"I've seen double charger work in some situations. But yeah. It really just depends on how good one is with the weapon." Any weapon could be amazing if in the right hands. He's seen some people still playing jr's and are really good at them. "But yeah. Chargers aren't the best inkers. But they are good at stopping the other team from inking without having to make your way over to them." Kai countered. They both had points though.

He soon perked up when another octoling came over to them. It seemed like they were the last person on their team. And...they sure had a lot! He noticed that Latte only had one backpack of things...but this guy looked like he had an entire store worth of clothes! Kai gave a small wave to the other when he greeted them. "Um...I am Kai. It is nice to meet you, Jamie." With him here...could they go now? He picked up the bag that he put down. Ready to head inside
 

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Raymond nodded, listening to both Latte's and Kai's thoughts on the matter of chargers. "Inking turf is important, keeping map control around the objective is good. But going for more direct kills is also good in some situations. Say, for instance, the Rainmaker carrier slips through the front lines? Having someone on charger to instantly splat them and halt their progress in that moment can be the difference between winning and losing." He hummed, rubbing his chin in an effort to look more wise. "Shooters are always necessary, so for now you should play what you're most comfortable with until we learn each others' playing styles and can figure out what weapons we need to compensate for each others' weaknesses."

He opened his eyes in time to see a waving Octoling walking up to him, a massive pack of clothes with him. Ray-Ray forced a smile and a wave, but internally was already freaking out about where the heck are they going to find room for all those clothes?! "Yup, that's me. Raymond. Nice to meet you, Jamie. This is the apartment," he turned to give a vague gesture towards the building, "Well, not the whole building, I don't have that kind of money, haha... We've got a smaller suite about midway up." Turning back to the group, he took inventory of what they had on them - Kai and Latte looked like they could manage their luggage fine, they at least had a reasonable amount. Jamie, on the other hand... "I could take a couple bags if anyone needs me to. There should be an elevator inside we can take up to our floor. I don't know if it'll fit all of us at once, but we can give it a try..."

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myeyesblurry

Leech Boy

Latte
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Kai Bloody_Death Bloody_Death , Ray-Ray Noivian Noivian , Jamie jump. jump.
Mentions: Latte's egotism myeyesblurry myeyesblurry
Location: Outside the Apartment

She looks away, “Yes. Good for stopping the other team. Just make sure you keep up on that and don’t lack behind, so long as you stop them we can keep inking the turf.” She shrugs, if he wants to defend chargers, he can have his one point. The only good quality of them, and if he doesn’t play good enough, then it would be over.

…. Rainmaker carrier? Latte tilts her head at Raymond. “... What’s a rainmaker? I don’t think we have those back home…?” She tries to comb through memories after memories, but can’t recall anything called a rainmaker.

Then someone new was there. Their third member. Okay, someone with even more money by the looks of it. She huffs loudly when he introduces himself. He didn’t seem very hesitant at all about the location or state of their new home though…

So despite him being more stylish and wealthy, he seemed more trustworthy than Kai already. She sighed and shook her head, trying to be nice.

I’m Latte.” She nods at Jamie, “I’ll be the first professional Slug turfer. So I expect everyone to keep up and I’ll help you all to the top, that’s how great and kind I am.” She finishes and looks back at the apartment. Adjusting her backpack and puffing out her chest. “I’m ready to go in.
 

Bloody_Death

The Ultimate Cookie Muncher

Kai
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Location: Outside still
Currently Feeling: Content.

Interactions: myeyesblurry myeyesblurry | Noivian Noivian | jump. jump.

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Kai glanced at Latte when she asked what a rainmaker was. "Um...have you ever played rainmaker before, Latte?" He asked a bit concerned. Though, he gave her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe where she came from it was called something else! Yeah...cause if she had no idea what any other modes were outside of turf, they were going to be in for a lot of work.

As it looked like they were about to head in he picked up the bag he had set on the ground and secured it in his hands before looking at the others. Tilting his head a bit before glancing to Raymond as he was the one who actually knew where the apartment was after all! He just hoped there was enough room for them all. Four people in one apartment? It was tough enough living with just two people at times! Nevertheless, he was ready to head in. Idly wandering closer to the entrance of the building.
 

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Ray frowned when Latte asked what a Rainmaker was. Had... had she never heard of the gamemode? "Right... well, we can talk about different battle modes once we get everyone situated, I guess... Seeing Kai move towards the door, Ray assumed Jamie would be okay carrying his own bags, and led the other three inside. He pointed out the mailboxes, the slot in the door where the rent checks went, and the elevator in the corner. Stepping inside, he found it was probably just barely going to be big enough to fit all four of them plus their bags. Probably.

Once everyone had piled in, he pressed the button for the fourth floor, doing his best to not look terrified as the elevator rattled and made rather concerning noises as they rose. They made it to the fourth floor without snapping any cables, thankfully, and he stepped out into the hallway with no small sigh of relief. Leading the group around a corner and down to the end of the hall, he stopped in front of a door labeled '409' and produced a set of keys, four identical on a singular ring, and unlocked the door, opening it up and stepping inside.

The inside of the apartment wasn't anything special - in fact, it looked only slightly bigger than a large bedroom. Left from the door, two metal frame bunkbeds were pushed up against either corner, leaving an open area between for the radiator, a window just above it. The wall opposite the door had a sliding glass door leading out to a small balcony, which looked just barely big enough for a couple clothes lines and maybe two potted plants. The center of the room was dominated by a short but surprisingly wide table, and the wall to the right had a kitchenette along it, with a small fridge/freezer combo, two burners, a sink and a microwave. A small TV sat on the countertop. In the corner between the balcony and the kitchenette was another door, which led to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom was a standalone shower, a toilet, and another sink, the total area of the room about a fourth the size of the apartment. All in all, the space was rather cramped, but there was plenty of storage in cabinets along the kitchenette wall, and under the bunk beds. Tucked under the kitchen sink was a small clothes washer, one that had to be filled in a sink and run by foot pedal.

"This is it... home sweet home. I don't have much as far as decorations go, but you're free to put what you want where you want. Oh, and I want the left bottom bunk."

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