Ryen: "GAH!!! I DON'T TRUST THAT CRAZY HYPNOBRAI AND HIS VENOMARI BUFFOON OF A FRIEND!!" -he'd roared out in anger-
Fangcrusha: "Y-YEAH, D-DON'T LET THEM BE WITH YOU!!!" -she'd shrieked out as all the zombies continued their attack-
Saleem: "Wait..."
The zombies halt their attack, becoming still.
Saleem: "You could just be trying to trick me by saying that, but your screaming warnings sound genuine. How much do you know of those two generals? Are they simply trying to take over the tribe themselves?"
Ryen: "A... LOT." -he'd sounded very exasperated- "those two scale-scumbags murdered my father! i was THIS CLOSE to giving them a revenge of epic proportions for those two when all of a sudden, some random ghost guy with some random crystal came flying in outta nowhere with what was a ghost of my father's freind and it was all how us Serpentine ended up in this strange world!" -he'd seethed, his hands making a meaty indentation on his scythe's handle-
Fangcrusha: "Don't let those two join you. They'll cause you more trouble than they are worth as allies!" -she'd said, crossing her arms with a cute pout on her face-
-the tree looked like it had a familiar shattering pattern, seems to be a military style hammer used by more veteran hammerbros... either someone stole a military-grade weapon illegally, or either this hammer bro just got insane strength...-
IC: *The koopatrol reports the possible theft of the special hammer to his higher-up. Word goes up and Lakitu orders an inventory of those hammers to be made. While the Red Koopas are doing an inventory of the armories, a first-class koopatrol interviews the koopas who are usually around the area the tree was shattered in to find out if they saw anyone leaving the area.*
(OOC: Lakitu is a Koopa? How so? ) -there a local citizen said he/she didn't see anything leaving the area, but after 20 koopas were interviewed showing negative results, a rather familiar face was interviewed with a titular mail bag and a Pilot's cap, he was caught at a bad time trying to deliver more mail in the guild-
???: "What?! Oh, how is THAT possible? Surely a hammer Bro can't fly like us paratroopas! W-wait a minute now... why does that sound familiar to me...?"
"It's less of an acceptance thing," Jen explained to Wolf, "and more flat-out ignorance. They literally just see Inklings with weird hair, masks and accents."
Sven: "M-my mother only sees you Inklings as barbarians whom do nothing but steal our unborn children! A-and she also sees her FORMER Octarian Allies as now delusional freaks that follow an misinformed DJ. I-i... must have to forgive your kind for... stealing our unborn kin. I know they hold a great energy to them which are akin to your Zapfish you have on the main tower here in inkopolis Square. M-my horrid mother had ideas akin to that DJ Octarian man to steal this zapfish for her own good... but what kinda fish would like to steal their living breathing demigod they worship?!" -he'd said, getting up, sweeping back his golden-blonde head-fin to the right side of his head again where it usually is.-
-he'd huffed and adjusted the suspender straps of his golden suit-like suspenders and adjusted the silver neckerchief around his neck nervously-
Sven: "Wh-what will the mayor of this fine city say when he knows he's harboring a political fugitive from a ruthless empire?! Inkopolis will be razed by my mother's golden fleet! H-he'll sure send those dreaded Grizzco bullies after me to do Poseidon-knows-what to me if this country's leader figures this out! p-please. wh-whomever you are, tell me your names an-and hide me from prying eyes!"
-he'd say, his posh flamboyant voice booming with as much emphasis as he could muster-
-Sheldon on the meanwhile smirked and quietly sulked back inside his shop, that's.... eerily odd. Like the smart Shellfish was planning on something.-
"My name is Natalie," the young female Octoling replied, her voice soft yet her accent strong.
"I'm Jen, and this is Dan." Jen clapped the back of her fellow Inkling with a grin.
Dan smiled. "Nice hair. Er, nice to meet you. You do have nice hair though." He chuckled.
"I am August," the male Octoling replied, harboring friendliness despite his apparent dislike of this more...chummy...Salmonid.
"Sorry for stealing your babies," Jen added. "I always figured it was just a teamwork exercise and a way to make dough. I didn't consider your feelings. I'm so sorry..."
"Make dough?" Natalie repeated. "What is that...?"
"Money," Jen replied. "There's bread dough, yes, and cookie dough, but 'dough' can also be slang for money."
Natalie muttered something curiously in Octarian, the only Inkling word being 'dough', then spoke up. "But...Jen, we are not just make 'dough' in Grizzco? We are also getting clothings, best kinds of tickets for Sean, and...what is the word...ability...piece...?"
"Ability chunks," Jen replied. "But it doesn't matter. We can make money pretty quickly in Turf Wars."
"I will miss," Natalie admitted. "I am feeling sorry for your, ah, friends, but the work was enjoying a bit. It is how I am making the friends when I have come first time to this place."
"Ah, I remember, she barely spoke a word of Inkling," Jen replied. "But she was so hard-working, and she kept waving to us and shouting what I now know is 'booyah' in Octarian."
"Ah, yes, I did not speak because I had just been coming to the surface."
"The Octolings I've met are some of the most hard-working people I know," Jen added. "So loyal too- practically the 'dogs' we learned about in school."
"With the reserved and curious nature of cats," Dan added. "No wonder they show more affection to Judd and Lil' Judd than we do. We can't really judge on Salmonids though, unfortunately."
"Yeah, we've only really met one," Jen added. "But now I'm curious. Tell me- what's it like down there? Ooh- what's it like to be able to swim?"
Saleem: "You could just be trying to trick me by saying that, but your screaming warnings sound genuine. How much do you know of those two generals? Are they simply trying to take over the tribe themselves?"
Ryen: "A... LOT." -he'd sounded very exasperated- "those two scale-scumbags murdered my father! i was THIS CLOSE to giving them a revenge of epic proportions for those two when all of a sudden, some random ghost guy with some random crystal came flying in outta nowhere with what was a ghost of my father's freind and it was all how us Serpentine ended up in this strange world!" -he'd seethed, his hands making a meaty indentation on his scythe's handle-
Fangcrusha: "Don't let those two join you. They'll cause you more trouble than they are worth as allies!" -she'd said, crossing her arms with a cute pout on her face-
Saleem: "I see. You and them are from a different world, thus, they must just be trying to take advantage of the situation to swoop in and takeover this snake faction, undoubtedly similar to whatever civilization they came from. Thank you for the information about the generals... However, I'm still unclear as to why you're here, if you're not concerned with the politics of the Snakes. Did you board my flagship to warn me about the two generals?"
Calmed-down now, Saleem has his zombies back off from Ryen and Fang.
IC: *Wolf looks confused.* (Most Inklings don't see Octolings as Octolings? What does she mean?)
OOC: The parentheses are Wolf thinking. =P
"It's less of an acceptance thing," Jen explained to Wolf, "and more flat-out ignorance. They literally just see Inklings with weird hair, masks and accents."
IC: *The koopatrol reports the possible theft of the special hammer to his higher-up. Word goes up and Lakitu orders an inventory of those hammers to be made. While the Red Koopas are doing an inventory of the armories, a first-class koopatrol interviews the koopas who are usually around the area the tree was shattered in to find out if they saw anyone leaving the area.*
(OOC: Lakitu is a Koopa? How so? ) -there a local citizen said he/she didn't see anything leaving the area, but after 20 koopas were interviewed showing negative results, a rather familiar face was interviewed with a titular mail bag and a Pilot's cap, he was caught at a bad time trying to deliver more mail in the guild-
???: "What?! Oh, how is THAT possible? Surely a hammer Bro can't fly like us paratroopas! W-wait a minute now... why does that sound familiar to me...?"
OOC: Well, there are bros, so i thought that lakitu might be in the koopa tribe. If you don't think he works, do you have any ideas for head of tech? I looked for any special koopas/bros that were blacksmiths or who would love tech, but i wasn't getting any ideas from the characters i was finding.
Sven: "M-my mother only sees you Inklings as barbarians whom do nothing but steal our unborn children! A-and she also sees her FORMER Octarian Allies as now delusional freaks that follow an misinformed DJ. I-i... must have to forgive your kind for... stealing our unborn kin. I know they hold a great energy to them which are akin to your Zapfish you have on the main tower here in inkopolis Square. M-my horrid mother had ideas akin to that DJ Octarian man to steal this zapfish for her own good... but what kinda fish would like to steal their living breathing demigod they worship?!" -he'd said, getting up, sweeping back his golden-blonde head-fin to the right side of his head again where it usually is.-
-he'd huffed and adjusted the suspender straps of his golden suit-like suspenders and adjusted the silver neckerchief around his neck nervously-
Sven: "Wh-what will the mayor of this fine city say when he knows he's harboring a political fugitive from a ruthless empire?! Inkopolis will be razed by my mother's golden fleet! H-he'll sure send those dreaded Grizzco bullies after me to do Poseidon-knows-what to me if this country's leader figures this out! p-please. wh-whomever you are, tell me your names an-and hide me from prying eyes!"
-he'd say, his posh flamboyant voice booming with as much emphasis as he could muster-
-Sheldon on the meanwhile smirked and quietly sulked back inside his shop, that's.... eerily odd. Like the smart Shellfish was planning on something.-
"My name is Natalie," the young female Octoling replied, her voice soft yet her accent strong.
"I'm Jen, and this is Dan." Jen clapped the back of her fellow Inkling with a grin.
Dan smiled. "Nice hair. Er, nice to meet you. You do have nice hair though." He chuckled.
"I am August," the male Octoling replied, harboring friendliness despite his apparent dislike of this more...chummy...Salmonid.
"Sorry for stealing your babies," Jen added. "I always figured it was just a teamwork exercise and a way to make dough. I didn't consider your feelings. I'm so sorry..."
"Make dough?" Natalie repeated. "What is that...?"
"Money," Jen replied. "There's bread dough, yes, and cookie dough, but 'dough' can also be slang for money."
Natalie muttered something curiously in Octarian, the only Inkling word being 'dough', then spoke up. "But...Jen, we are not just make 'dough' in Grizzco? We are also getting clothings, best kinds of tickets for Sean, and...what is the word...ability...piece...?"
"Ability chunks," Jen replied. "But it doesn't matter. We can make money pretty quickly in Turf Wars."
"I will miss," Natalie admitted. "I am feeling sorry for your, ah, friends, but the work was enjoying a bit. It is how I am making the friends when I have come first time to this place."
"Ah, I remember, she barely spoke a word of Inkling," Jen replied. "But she was so hard-working, and she kept waving to us and shouting what I now know is 'booyah' in Octarian."
"Ah, yes, I did not speak because I had just been coming to the surface."
"The Octolings I've met are some of the most hard-working people I know," Jen added. "So loyal too- practically the 'dogs' we learned about in school."
"With the reserved and curious nature of cats," Dan added. "No wonder they show more affection to Judd and Lil' Judd than we do. We can't really judge on Salmonids though, unfortunately."
"Yeah, we've only really met one," Jen added. "But now I'm curious. Tell me- what's it like down there? Ooh- what's it like to be able to swim?"
IC: *Wolf slightly smirks when the leader of the country part is said. He is listening to the conversation with the Salmonid, but looks slightly distracted.* (Political prisoner? What does he mean political prisoner? and Golden Fleet? Do the salmonids have a fleet that we don't know about?) "I have an apartment if we need to talk somewhere else." *Wolf shrugs.*
IC: *Otto goes into the cabin of his airship and brings up his holographic communicator, contacting the airship commanders.* "Spyne, Aerstryke, Goggles. These 'zombie' soldiers cannot be defeated by normal means. We need ideas in order to take them down."
"My name is Natalie," the young female Octoling replied, her voice soft yet her accent strong.
"I'm Jen, and this is Dan." Jen clapped the back of her fellow Inkling with a grin.
Dan smiled. "Nice hair. Er, nice to meet you. You do have nice hair though." He chuckled.
"I am August," the male Octoling replied, harboring friendliness despite his apparent dislike of this more...chummy...Salmonid.
"Sorry for stealing your babies," Jen added. "I always figured it was just a teamwork exercise and a way to make dough. I didn't consider your feelings. I'm so sorry..."
"Make dough?" Natalie repeated. "What is that...?"
"Money," Jen replied. "There's bread dough, yes, and cookie dough, but 'dough' can also be slang for money."
Natalie muttered something curiously in Octarian, the only Inkling word being 'dough', then spoke up. "But...Jen, we are not just make 'dough' in Grizzco? We are also getting clothings, best kinds of tickets for Sean, and...what is the word...ability...piece...?"
"Ability chunks," Jen replied. "But it doesn't matter. We can make money pretty quickly in Turf Wars."
"I will miss," Natalie admitted. "I am feeling sorry for your, ah, friends, but the work was enjoying a bit. It is how I am making the friends when I have come first time to this place."
"Ah, I remember, she barely spoke a word of Inkling," Jen replied. "But she was so hard-working, and she kept waving to us and shouting what I now know is 'booyah' in Octarian."
"Ah, yes, I did not speak because I had just been coming to the surface."
"The Octolings I've met are some of the most hard-working people I know," Jen added. "So loyal too- practically the 'dogs' we learned about in school."
"With the reserved and curious nature of cats," Dan added. "No wonder they show more affection to Judd and Lil' Judd than we do. We can't really judge on Salmonids though, unfortunately."
"Yeah, we've only really met one," Jen added. "But now I'm curious. Tell me- what's it like down there? Ooh- what's it like to be able to swim?"
IC: *Wolf slightly smirks when the leader of the country part is said. He is listening to the conversation with the Salmonid, but looks slightly distracted.* (Political prisoner? What does he mean political prisoner? and Golden Fleet? Do the salmonids have a fleet that we don't know about?) "I have an apartment if we need to talk somewhere else." *Wolf shrugs.*
Jen nods. "That would be a good idea. Besides, I feel like we're being watched..." Her eyes move a bit.
IC: *Wolf slightly smirks when the leader of the country part is said. He is listening to the conversation with the Salmonid, but looks slightly distracted.* (Political prisoner? What does he mean political prisoner? and Golden Fleet? Do the salmonids have a fleet that we don't know about?) "I have an apartment if we need to talk somewhere else." *Wolf shrugs.*
Jen nods. "That would be a good idea. Besides, I feel like we're being watched..." Her eyes move a bit.
IC: "Any idea how to get him there without being glared at by every Inkling in Inkopolis?"
Tyron: "Your highness, I am calling to inform you that King Pirex and the Piranhas are on their way to your HQ to partake in the Ice Trial. As an... acquaintance of the Snow Leopard Tribe, having earned ice chi ourselves, we the Turtles must implore you to not let the piranhas take the Ice Trial. Pirex is a backstabber who overthrew the previous Piranha King, and a tribe led by someone like that cannot be trusted with Ice Chi. They could freeze any opposing tribe that doesn't have access to Ice Chi themselves, and—"
Leonardo: "King Tyron, you know I can't bar my gates to the Piranhas. The Snow Leopards don't play favorites with Chima's tribes, and all are welcome to take the Ice Trials. If the Piranhas pass and earn ice chi, then nature itself has deemed them worthy of using it, regardless of their leader's morality or the tribe's political climate."
Tyron: "I... understand."
Tyron to the other turtles in the throne room, after turning off the radio: "Well, it was worth a try. This is what I suspected, though. It's imperative that we block the piranhas way to the Glacial Pass."
Typhoon and his Turtle forces continue to race to Glacial Pass, unknowing that they're the ones being followed...
Jen nods. "That would be a good idea. Besides, I feel like we're being watched..." Her eyes move a bit.
IC: "Any idea how to get him there without being glared at by every Inkling in Inkopolis?"
(OOC: BTW, i've decided to draw a ref of what Sven looks like, it's a WIP but i think it looks good already. Whaddya think? This image also gives insight on what the Salmonids are like in Chima too.) -Sven looks uncomfortably at his rather flashy clothing and chuckles sheepishly-
Sven: "Y-you d-don't have a change of clothes, d-do you? Something that'll fit me? I-i'm tired living in this gaudy outfit my mother forces me to ware every single day of the week! It's hot, uncomfortable, and it reeks of my disgusting body odor! I haven't had a shower in.. forever! B-besides th-the new change of clothes may conceal me, s-since m-my last option of concealing m-myself is... destroyed."
(OOC: Lakitu is a Koopa? How so? ) -there a local citizen said he/she didn't see anything leaving the area, but after 20 koopas were interviewed showing negative results, a rather familiar face was interviewed with a titular mail bag and a Pilot's cap, he was caught at a bad time trying to deliver more mail in the guild-
???: "What?! Oh, how is THAT possible? Surely a hammer Bro can't fly like us paratroopas! W-wait a minute now... why does that sound familiar to me...?"
OOC: Well, there are bros, so i thought that lakitu might be in the koopa tribe. If you don't think he works, do you have any ideas for head of tech? I looked for any special koopas/bros that were blacksmiths or who would love tech, but i wasn't getting any ideas from the characters i was finding.
(OOC: Intresting. Hmmm... What were the options you rifled through that you didn't like?)
Ryen: "A... LOT." -he'd sounded very exasperated- "those two scale-scumbags murdered my father! i was THIS CLOSE to giving them a revenge of epic proportions for those two when all of a sudden, some random ghost guy with some random crystal came flying in outta nowhere with what was a ghost of my father's freind and it was all how us Serpentine ended up in this strange world!" -he'd seethed, his hands making a meaty indentation on his scythe's handle-
Fangcrusha: "Don't let those two join you. They'll cause you more trouble than they are worth as allies!" -she'd said, crossing her arms with a cute pout on her face-
Saleem: "I see. You and them are from a different world, thus, they must just be trying to take advantage of the situation to swoop in and takeover this snake faction, undoubtedly similar to whatever civilization they came from. Thank you for the information about the generals... However, I'm still unclear as to why you're here, if you're not concerned with the politics of the Snakes. Did you board my flagship to warn me about the two generals?"
Calmed-down now, Saleem has his zombies back off from Ryen and Fang.
-Both Ryen and Fangcrusha nodded-
"Don't trust them, they can't be relied upon as allies, they may overthrow you too!" -they shouted in unison before soon leaping out of the pile of the zombies and soon off the ship.-
OOC: Well, there are bros, so i thought that lakitu might be in the koopa tribe. If you don't think he works, do you have any ideas for head of tech? I looked for any special koopas/bros that were blacksmiths or who would love tech, but i wasn't getting any ideas from the characters i was finding.
(OOC: Intresting. Hmmm... What were the options you rifled through that you didn't like?)
OOC: Corporal Paraplonk didn't seem like he would be a good blacksmith or into tech. Koops seemed like a klutz. Koopie Koo seemed average, so not into tech. Parakarry is obviously a mailkoopa, so not into weaponsmithing (blacksmith) or tech. The squad of Koopa Bros didn't seem like they would be into weaponsmithing or tech. I'm sure you know why i didn't think Jr. Troopa would be into tech or weapon making. =P Kooper seemed average. Tubba's a zombie. =P Tutankoopa seemed magic, so not tech. =P None of the strikers hit me as they would like tech (Toopa, Soopa, whatever the other one was). And none of the regular bros or koopas seemed to me that they would like tech or weaponsmithing. You might see something i don't, but that's all i got.
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