It’s A Splatastic Life! Chapter 2: Ink On!

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Number 2 is on! Technically 3 ironically. We are back in this alternate Inkopolis. What will happen now dunno? Oh and school starts up soon for me, so sorry if chapters seem short or are delayed. Gotta focus on education! Last but not least...

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“Can’t believe Marie has her own resistance. I just have to stand tall and act like a member...”

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Still following orders from Marie. Agent 3 is off to find Sheldon! That silly horseshoe crab. Always working at Ammo Knights rambling and rambling about weapons... Some say Sheldon is annoying, others find him annoying. And some like 3, just feel neutral over him. Judging by the description of Sheldon in this version of Inkopolis, they still expected the same old guy. Just more “tougher.”

“Oi. Has anyone seen Sheldon?” Agent 3 kinda just approached some other members of the resistance.

“Huh? Oh. Usually in the cabin. This your first day on the job newbie?” An octoling asked.

“No. But thank you for that advice... Good bye.” Yeah, 3 still had to lie about being in the resistance since it started.

And so Agent 3 waddled inside the only cabin in Octo Canyon. Before entering, they watched the resistance members doing a bunch of exercises and weapon practices. This raid on Beaker’s Depot must be so important huh? Why yes it is. And for one important reason too!

Raids in any part of Octo Canyon that’s in full control by Octavio’s army usually has a lot of troopers walking around guarding. There’s no Zapfish there unfortunately! But luckily there’s lots of materials there, especially metal and anything for machines! And of course you can always take something from the troopers. Like armor or helmets. Even the hypnoshades if you wanna change sides! Ah just kidding. But this is why Marie is pumping up the crowd for the Beaker’s Depot raid.

“Hello hello hello! What kind of assistance are you in the cabin for?” Without warning, Sheldon just zoomed on over to the inkling!

“Woah. Uhh hey Sheldon. Marie told me to come to you... Yeah.” 3 acted casual and took a good look around the cabin.

The cabin looked like it was retrofitted into a workshop! Seems Sheldon enough to me... And some leftover bits of Ammo Knights were used in here. I mean that guy is a genius...

“Aha. I’m guessing you are one of the few that hasn’t gotten an upgrade yet for the raid huh? What’s your name?” Sheldon asked.

“Agent 3.” 3 awkwardly smiled.

“Hmmm... Agent 3... Nope. There’s no 3 on the list. Have you been verified by Marie or any other higher up?” Sheldon looked over his recipient list.

“Unfortunately no. Because I was out gathering materials until I got lost. I was with Marie for the longest time!” 3 remained slick and smooth.

“Got it. I’ll just put your name on the list anyways. And some crucial details. All members must have a certified file! To keep track you know. Come with me and then we’ll start the upgrade capeesh?” Sheldon explained.

“Capeesh.” 3 gave a thumbs up.

And so a quick trip to the back room which was outside was what it is. 3 had to get a few pictures taken like a mugshot, few important bits of information. And even thumbprints and an ink splatter verification! Sheldon looked back and forth at this computers.

“So your full name is *[REDACTED]? Ah no wonder Marie knows you... Maybe the memory banks wiped out your info... Very well then [REDACTED]. Welcome aboard!” Sheldon gave a firm handshake to Agent 3.

“Yeah. Thank you.” 3 returned the handshake. 3? More like [REDACTED]!

[* Agent 3’s real name is edited away because nobody really knows their real name. But I mean this is a Splatoon story and can be your version of 3.]

“Now it’s time for your upgrade! Armor and weapons included... Just gotta measure you. Remember to stay still please!” Sheldon got out a bunch of measuring tools and a whole tool box. He’s ready with the upgrading process.

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After around an 2 hours or so... Sheldon was finally done with the upgrades! And now Agent 3 was ready to partake in the Beaker’s Depot raid. The end result? Looks pretty good so far. Perfect and durable for anything!

“Ta da! Looking fashionable Agent 3. The new update is made out of the most durable and strongest armor I can grab... The tube is used for air circulation in case you are being held in an attack that runs out of air. Your weapon is the Marker! The Marker was one of our first inspirations from man kind, they used it for paintball activities, our early version of Turf War today! Comes with a Splat Bomb and an Ink Jet special. Not too complex yet not too generic. It’s good for now!” Sheldon went on to ramble about this new weapon. The Marker... Luckily it wasn’t too long either way.

“Nice. My cape is even there. Well let’s hit the Turf then!” 3 grinned and posed.

“Don’t grow too attached though sport! Unless it breaks down in battle...” Sheldon chuckled.

Without warning, Marie just barged into the cabin. Without knocking what so ever. She just looked... Annoyed! I wonder what happened this time...

“Hey. You two. The raid just started minutes ago! Please get to Beaker’s Depot as soon as you can... Their forces are much too powerful. It’s going to cram us into a can of tuna.” Marie gave out some news... Yeah the raid wasn’t going so well.

“Oh what the shell? Alright then. I’ll go.” Agent 3 ran out of the cabin.

“Hold up bucko! Take this. This a thing called a walkie-talkie? Just like the radios we use today... I dunno. But it should help with communication at most. I’ll use it to contact you. Now go!” Marie quickly handed 3 the walkie-talkie mentioned and watched 3 start to run away again.

Up up and away! 3 superjumped all the way to Beaker’s Depot successfully... Only to realize the huge crowds shooting out ink... And a huge army of Octarian Menace forces. Their shades were really the only thing 3 could see. So red and... Creepy. They were just blankly staring. But 3 had to toughen up and keep their edgy attitude up.

“This way!” An inkling member shouted.

“Booyah!” An octoling member cheered on.

“Ouch...” One inkling was splatted on the spot right close to 3. It was a bit of a jump scare really.

Oh... So this is really like Turf War or Ranked if everyone is cheering or shouting across the battlefield? Or maybe the Great Turf War huh... Well 3’s mind was put on ease. It’s time to start giving out a helping hand!

“Roger roger roger. This is Marie live from Octo Canyon. 3, if you are unsure what to do... Just block the kettles from anyone else on Octavio’s side from entering? Take some valuables too. Hope you can hear this...” Marie’s voice rang with the walkie-talkie. It was static and shaky.

3 went into action. Shooting at some Octarian Menace members and looking for any kettles of Beaker’s Depot. Luckily, there was one nearby! Just have to seal it shut with something... But what? Maybe some big rocks can help. But they are too heavy. Heavy... Yeah heavy! That’s it anyways!

“Knock knock.” An octoling trooper grinned at Agent 3.

“Not so fast.” Agent 3 turned around to the trooper and splatted them. A few shots later and poof! The trooper was defeated.

Before reaction, 3 was literally pinned down by a few more troopers! Running out of breath a bit. Luckily the air tube was working... 3 was refreshed and quickly caught their breath. But those troopers were strong!

“Stay put. Knock them out before they wiggle away!” A trooper commanded.

“Don’t try it.” 3 went into their squid form and swam away.

Swimming in their ink trail, 3 noted that a few of their fellow resistance members were in trouble! Not good. No wonder Marie said that the raid wasn’t going too well.

“S.O.S! S.O.S! Octo down! Repeat, octo down!” An inkling alerted a report for themselves and an octoling member that was injured. They were carrying a lot of materials.

“I’ll help you guys up...” 3 crawled over to the two.

“You crazy? We can’t fight with a stretchy tentacle. Guard the materials at least...” The hurt inkling looked up at 3, looking a bit relieved.

The swarm of troopers would not stop. Already it seemed like a final battle! Cephalopods like 3 were using their specials left and right. 3 managed to shoot down a couple of those troopers! And luckily they didn’t get camped on by any at all.

“This is Marie reporting in. Scratch the kettles! Seems like the pipe system is down. Just gather any materials and injured folk back to base. Repeat, back to base.” Marie reported over the walkie-talkie again.

“Marie! We have an S.O.S signal. Don’t cut back down.” 3 huffed. Knowing full well what S.O.S meant.

“I know. I’m coming back. I don’t know how long this walkie-talkie will last! Forgot to tell you about the limited electricity we have nowadays we make from metal! And this thing has-“ Unfortunately for the two of them, the walkie-talkie powered off!

“Carp. Hey. Just take the materials with you. Forget about us...” The injured octoling member pushed aside the scarps of metal and a few machine components.

“Thanks. Marie got the signal if you heard. Stay right alright?” Agent 3 held onto the materials and ran off. With their cape blowing in the night sky.

3 was close back to Octo Canyon’s base before feeling a shot of ink hitting their leg! And they were right close to a waterfall. So naturally, 3 yelped and fell down.

“Sucker!” Two more troopers from the Octarian Menace approached. Trying to corner 3!

“You two... You want-“ 3 huffed a tiny bit.

“Crush that tube of yours. Yes.” One of the troopers smiled and picked up 3. Ready to crush the air tube imprinted on the armor.

“Indeed.” The other trooper grabbed onto 3’s materials.

“No. Not that... You want this?” 3 kicked the trooper holding them down. Landing on their feet and taking out a Splat Bomb.

“Ack!” The two troopers tried to ink some territory before 3 jumped up and threw the Splat Bomb... Backwards into the metal pole right behind them.

One of the troopers got into the red ink puddle... But unfortunately for the other... Well they were hit by the Splat Bomb. And that didn’t end well in their favor.

B O O M!

The trooper was splatted on impact! While the one in the ink puddle got a huge hump of green ink on them. Well that was a messy situation.

“You...” The trooper emerged from the red ink puddle. With green ink falling beneath them and into the puddle.

“Carp carp carp!” 3 realized that the trooper was about to swing a shot of ink at them with their Octoshot. So instead of using their Marker... 3 went ahead and grabbed their materials, swinging the boards of metal at the trooper before they were knocked out.

Agent 3 got up and brushed themselves off. Using the Marker to successfully splat the fallen and knocked out trooper... What a game! And so, it was time to head back to base. And that’s what they did. They superjumped over to base.

“Marie... I’m back...” 3 seemed a bit woozy and tired from all of that fighting.

“You’ve bought materials? Good good! Your job is done for now. The raid isn’t over, but a lot are returning.” Marie reassured 3.

“Good. I saw a lot of fallen cephalopods. You sure we got respawn points here?” 3 coughed a tiny bit of ink.

“Not really... Since we have low to no electricity, we cannot really produce respawn points. If we lose any members here, then there’s a huge chance they’ll never come back.” Marie took off their captain’s hat in sign of respect.

The two just remained silent. Alas the raid went well for now. And Inkopolis would be able to last longer luckily... For years this conflict went on. Nobody wants to be on the losing team and lose their source of energy at all...

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“They’ve got to stop doing these sort of things... Making my own and only good piece of clothing dirty and disgusting with a goop that reminds me of Crusty Sean’s. Yowch.” A tiny like squid approached from their hiding spot in Beaker’s Depot. Throwing a leather jacket on the ground covered with a combination of red and green ink. About to form brown ink!

Now this squid seemed like a Pygmy squid. Some of the smallest cephalopods across the land. They put on a dark like pop idol outfit that looked like it was wearing off... It was pink mixed with black. And there was even a crown for a hat! This squid was rather dark...

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”Whatever all this fuzz is about. I hate it. And hate this place...”

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Another player in this game is about to join! Quite the shocker. Or hmmm... Anyways stay tuned for more chapters. And stay fresh out there the best way you can!

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GMOD: Luke!

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Cover art by me!