Thanks for the feedback and for reading! But lol had a feeling I went wrong with the ears, easy enough to edit with the text but the art haha.
Post Your Inksona and Splatoon OCs!
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Well... This isn't a conventional character, but I'm putting it on here anyway (if only because the context for it's existence only exists on this thread.)
I assure you, this post is relevant to the more conventional characters I posted earlier.
I'm sorry if this causes problems or derails the thread. If this post is problematic, tell me and I will remove it.
Basics:
Name: Undecided. Let's just call it the Painter residence for now.
Race: Building
Gender: Non-appliccable
Age: nearly 100 years old
Level: ...I don't think buildings usually participate in turf wars...
Rank: see level.
Eye color: ...um...
"Hair" color: ...
Relatives: I haven't the foggiest Idea of what to write here.
Friends: Non-Applicable.
Physical appearance:
The Painter Residence appears to be very small at first glance, but it is actually more expansive than it looks from the outside. The building is firmly lodged between it's neighbors in an almost jigsaw-puzzle fashion. The first floor is a small but somewhat popular Diner/Coffee shop, and the second floor contains the Painters' living quarters.
You'll have to forgive me for the somewhat haphazard color-scheme. I didn't put quite as much thought into it as I probably should have.
And here's a crude floor plan of the first floor:
Forgive me if this layout is strange. I am not an architect.
And yes, I know the table placement isn't consistent in the two images.
Equipment:
The Painter residence possesses everything a diner needs. It has multiple food storage areas, A large kitchen, Bathrooms that can hold more than one person at a time, and a back door that exits into an alleyway (which is convenient for deliveries.) The basement is accessed via a staircase under a trapdoor, and contains refrigeration room for anything that won't fit in the main storage, as well as various items of the Painters. They live on the second floor, after all. You have to put your Squidmas lights somewhere.
History: The Painter residence was built on the ruins of a much older building that was razed in the great turf war. Few remember what the original building was for. The restaurant was first built as part of a chain, but was sold to an independent bidder when the company hit hard times. The facility's second floor was built at this time (that guy must have been filthy rich.) The facility was handed down until it cane into the possession of Acrylla and Fresco's grandparents, who mysteriously disappeared a few years before their parents mysteriously disappeared. The building was neglected, and about to be torn down when a curious Moillon Nouvere broke into the building and discovered the old owner's will, leaving the property to the current Painters. This was good news for both the Painters and the Nouveres, as the Nouveres were struggling to support the Painters at the time. After a series of long, boring, and completely unnecessary legal debates, The painters moved in to the new building, and, with the Nouvere's help, restored it to working condition.
Additional notes:
In the basement, there is a second trapdoor leading to an even deeper (and much bigger) basement, which only Bloop knows about (as of yet.) This second basement may or may not be connected to a labyrinthine series of tunnels containing old military supplies from the great turf war, connecting to a secret octarian hideout, and dating back to Human civilization. Said tunnels (if they exist) may also be haunted.
I admit I still don't have a name for the place... Any Ideas?
Again, sorry if this post disrupts the flow of characters on this thread.
I assure you, this post is relevant to the more conventional characters I posted earlier.
I'm sorry if this causes problems or derails the thread. If this post is problematic, tell me and I will remove it.
Basics:
Name: Undecided. Let's just call it the Painter residence for now.
Race: Building
Gender: Non-appliccable
Age: nearly 100 years old
Level: ...I don't think buildings usually participate in turf wars...
Rank: see level.
Eye color: ...um...
"Hair" color: ...
Relatives: I haven't the foggiest Idea of what to write here.
Friends: Non-Applicable.
Physical appearance:
The Painter Residence appears to be very small at first glance, but it is actually more expansive than it looks from the outside. The building is firmly lodged between it's neighbors in an almost jigsaw-puzzle fashion. The first floor is a small but somewhat popular Diner/Coffee shop, and the second floor contains the Painters' living quarters.
You'll have to forgive me for the somewhat haphazard color-scheme. I didn't put quite as much thought into it as I probably should have.
And here's a crude floor plan of the first floor:
Forgive me if this layout is strange. I am not an architect.
And yes, I know the table placement isn't consistent in the two images.
Equipment:
The Painter residence possesses everything a diner needs. It has multiple food storage areas, A large kitchen, Bathrooms that can hold more than one person at a time, and a back door that exits into an alleyway (which is convenient for deliveries.) The basement is accessed via a staircase under a trapdoor, and contains refrigeration room for anything that won't fit in the main storage, as well as various items of the Painters. They live on the second floor, after all. You have to put your Squidmas lights somewhere.
History: The Painter residence was built on the ruins of a much older building that was razed in the great turf war. Few remember what the original building was for. The restaurant was first built as part of a chain, but was sold to an independent bidder when the company hit hard times. The facility's second floor was built at this time (that guy must have been filthy rich.) The facility was handed down until it cane into the possession of Acrylla and Fresco's grandparents, who mysteriously disappeared a few years before their parents mysteriously disappeared. The building was neglected, and about to be torn down when a curious Moillon Nouvere broke into the building and discovered the old owner's will, leaving the property to the current Painters. This was good news for both the Painters and the Nouveres, as the Nouveres were struggling to support the Painters at the time. After a series of long, boring, and completely unnecessary legal debates, The painters moved in to the new building, and, with the Nouvere's help, restored it to working condition.
Additional notes:
In the basement, there is a second trapdoor leading to an even deeper (and much bigger) basement, which only Bloop knows about (as of yet.) This second basement may or may not be connected to a labyrinthine series of tunnels containing old military supplies from the great turf war, connecting to a secret octarian hideout, and dating back to Human civilization. Said tunnels (if they exist) may also be haunted.
I admit I still don't have a name for the place... Any Ideas?
Again, sorry if this post disrupts the flow of characters on this thread.
(( As to the post above me ^ I think its a good idea to throw building ideas here, its a bit weird to describe it in the RP since we only have one topic for each RP, it'd be easier to explain it here rather than mid RP. ))
Name(s): Sean Matsuda
Age: 16
Race: Inkling
Appearance: Sean is a turquoise inkling with short, unruly, rough looking hair that seems as though it was cut with a knife despite that being impossible. His eyes are a dark grey, akin to black.His skin is a caramel colour and he's of average height for his age however his body is a bit thicker, in a muscular sense. He tends to be seen wearing Noise Cancellers
on his head or around his neck, a Baseball Jersey and Cyan Trainers .
Relations: His parents (hasn't seen them in years), his older brother (still talks to him somewhat regularly), His Uncle, His 2 adopted cousins.
Backstory:
If you managed to get through the long backstory, thanks a lot and congratulations. I kid you not, it is 2.3k words. Its a legit chapter of a book. I really didn't mean it to be that long, but I'm planning on using this character for a fanfiction, which is why it turned out so long. Because of this the short version above was born. Also, I am planning on creating a character for his brother too. Sean going to school may be edited depending on the RP, and may just be him going to Turf Wars/Ranked with fake ID.
Name(s): Sean Matsuda
Age: 16
Race: Inkling
Appearance: Sean is a turquoise inkling with short, unruly, rough looking hair that seems as though it was cut with a knife despite that being impossible. His eyes are a dark grey, akin to black.His skin is a caramel colour and he's of average height for his age however his body is a bit thicker, in a muscular sense. He tends to be seen wearing Noise Cancellers
on his head or around his neck, a Baseball Jersey and Cyan Trainers .Relations: His parents (hasn't seen them in years), his older brother (still talks to him somewhat regularly), His Uncle, His 2 adopted cousins.
Backstory:
Inkopolis, at least as a city, is most likely seen as a paradise by the Octolings and even by a number of its residents. But not by everyone. Since every city has its dark side. Because if there are rich people, there must be poor. If there are people who live comfortably, there will always be those who don't know if there will be food on the table the next day. It’s been repeated in history over and over since the Earth had humans.
And Sean's family was a part of the poor. His parents struggled for employment and when they did have it, it was a low paid, very temporary job. It was already hard when his older brother was born, so it was unsurprising that the parents reactions were all but positive when Sean was born 2 and a half years later. The parents could just about to afford the four of them, but it all fell apart when Sean's dad lost his job again when Sean was 4. His father was sick of barely being able to afford food, their tiny flat and pretending it was all alright. So he spent on himself, he started drinking. This drained their budget, now they truly couldn't afford to eat, the parents started arguing nonstop, plates and glasses were broken. His older brother at least got to go to school for half of it, but Sean heard all of it, all day, every day. Stuck in doors with his dad, hoping he would go out drinking so his dad wouldn't shout at him, yet felt guilty his mum would have to deal with it instead.
The only person keeping his head emotionally balanced was his older brother. He would always repeat it will all be okay when he was 18, as he'd be able to take him and they'd be able to escape. Sean felt comfortable around his sibling, and so he'd always be in his room, even though he always would be reading silently or doing his homework. To cure his boredom though he got his older brother to teach him the words, how to read and write, and actually do the homework. It turned out Sean was able to learn really quickly, whether this was because he was determined or gifted his brother didn't know. Strangely because Sean was doing this with his brother, he felt learning was fun, he enjoyed it more than playing or running around the house.
Though his mum would argue back, she wasn't strong enough to kick him out, since she was too scared to do it on her own, parenting and being solely responsible to pay for the kid’s survival. They were in debt, they needed to eat, but couldn't afford it. His mum was too weak to kick out their drunken father, but there were too many mouths to feed. So... One of the kids had to go. The mum didn't want to be seen as one who would leave her child, so an adoption home was off the list, and his older brother was already in school, so she would be suspected if he disappeared all of a sudden. But Sean... Sean hadn't gone to school yet, he hadn't even gone outside that many times since there was nothing for him to do. Therefore, his dad decided one night when he was under the influence, the best idea would be to pick the kid up in the night during his sleep, leave him on a street in the middle of the slum they lived in, and walk away.
By the time Sean woke up though, he was alone in a room with 10 futon type beds. He didn't know to react as a 4-year-old child who had just gained his legs, he didn't know what to do except sit in the bed just afraid. He was told he had been brought to their doorstep by someone who claimed to be his brother while he was asleep and under no circumstances could he return to their home, but in 7 days’ time he was to go the park at 6pm. During this Sean thought his sibling had thrown him out to keep himself fed.
He didn't get to find out at that moment though because it turned out the house he was lead to was for abandoned street kids who had to steal from the streets to pay for their shelter and food. They would do it in groups so they could carry more and it was harder for them to get caught. Within the first week despite being so young he picked up on it quickly, and was just as smart and mischievous as those around him.
At the end of the week Sean went to the park like his brother had asked, and there he met his 7-year-old brother standing by the swings with a sad smile on his face and a muffin in his hand with a candle sticking out the middle of it. "Happy birthday, Sean." With that Sean's 100% trust in his brother had been restored, he couldn't believe he could have thrown him out. After blowing out the candle, taking the cake and giving his brother a massive hug, his brother told him to listen. He told him the cold, hard truth. He told him that it was their dad that left him out, and his brother had managed to follow their dad too see him drop Sean on the path. He then carried him to a place he was told about in school that took in abandoned children.
Sean couldn't react, all the 5-year-old had inside of him was a seething hatred for their father. But his brother told him to calm, stay away from him and survive. They could get their revenge when they were 18, and decide on what to do then, when they could stand on their own two feet. Sean obliged.
He then lived a life dedicated to thievery for the next 4 years, it was hard, but he got to meet up with his brother every week in that park where his sibling would tutor him, and every now again his brother would sneak Sean some food from their last meal, which he would graciously gobble down with a small smile. The only time he smiled was with his brother though. He barely got on with any of the kids except for one or two, and even then he would only give them small talk. He was grateful enough to the people taking him in, they did feed and shelter him even if the conditions were pretty bad, but more importantly they told him about his brother wanting to meet up with him again. Sean realised later they could have just lied to him or not mentioned it to make sure he didn't have any outside relations, but they were honest with him, and that was greatly appreciated.
But it only lasted 4 years. As his last attempt to steal for them was from street thugs, though what he didn't know was that this target was a gang boss. Sure the kids had escaped from ordinary gangsters, hardened as they were, but not someone of this level. Sean was the one to move in as he had started taking the lead in these operations. He knew the talking tactic where one would distract them and the other steal from their pocket didn't work often with gang members, since they'd usually knock out the kid talking to them. So instead he opted to just slip in for the steal while the others watched his back in case someone saw them or something went wrong. He kept his footsteps silent and his focus was honed, but as he tried to slide into the man's pocket, Sean saw a leg fly up. He knew it was a kick, and so instantly jumped back, but even that wasn't fast enough. It cracked into his side and knocked Sean to the floor. But as the man moved in to grab the kid, the only two children Sean had gotten close to jump into the man.
The gang boss grimaced at the weight, but hadn't lost his standing, he just grabbed the boy and the girl before throwing them on the floor beside Sean. Sean had tried to get up but the damaged had been weighty since the man didn't hold back. Before he knew it the man was over them, and he clutched Sean's neck before asking. "Who are you, kid?" Sean answered back the man with his life in his hands quickly with a cough.
"S... Sean... Matsuda." The man's eyes widened slowly, letting go of the child. He stared into Sean's eyes intensely. Once he realised he was speaking the truth, he sighed.
"Come with me, you and your friends. Your life is in my hands now... Nephew." All three of the kids stopped, Sean especially. Was he being serious, he was his Uncle? Did he have somewhere to go this whole time but his parents didn't tell him? Or was this man just lying to get them to go with him? All this questions spiralled through Sean's head. But he did know this man could kill all of them if they said no. So the three of them got up and followed him. Sean watched the man, his two friends watched Sean, all of them stayed silent.
It turned out the man truly was Sean's uncle. Although he was a gang boss, and a dangerously known one at that. All his men were rough criminals who had experience. But oddly they did have comradery, and they were really accepting of the three children. To the point where... they felt at home there. They were fed, slept well and weren't expected to do much since Sean's uncle paid for them. They sort of felt like... proper children. They did have to do consistent, intense combat training though and they were taught everything about the streets from territories to the drug trade. His two friends became proper gang members, although when Sean hit 14 his experience was different.
It was different because Sean still talked to his brother, just every other week since Sean was part of a known criminal group. His brother declined Sean's offer to become a part of their uncle's street gang since he was trying to protect their mother who may be undeserving, but he felt it right anyway. But what his brother did say though was about Turf Wars, or more specifically how much money Ranked Battles brought in. He told him that schools taught about this topic, and though only the skilled raked in, it was one way Sean could make money with all his combat and fighting experience.
Sean brought this up one day with his Uncle, who gave him the go ahead despite disagreement from the rest of his gang. They did like the prospect of the amount of money and funding Sean could put back into the group, but it was still risky for them to send him in, for his sake, theirs and his uncle. However, his uncle wouldn't shake from his position, so Sean was given fake ID and given a fake backstory to tell the authorities about why he hasn't gone to school until the age of 14.
For the next 2 years, Sean joined the Turf Wars and stayed at school. And he was good at both. With the Turf Wars, all the time on the streets and training from his uncle had made his ill experienced opponents who came just out of P.E. a cake walk. School wasn't too hard either thanks to his brother keeping him 2 years ahead of his age group thanks to his tutoring. It wasn't consistent, so it did take him longer to remember things than he was used to, but even then Sean still did learn fast. Everyone around him was older, even his two close friends who he now called cousins since his uncle 'adopted' them were older than him, so he was used to a higher level of thinking than his age at least. He managed to make into in Ranked and is currently A Rank, which means money is now no longer an issue for Sean, and the plan worked just liked everyone had hoped, for now.
But his past made his ability to speak absolutely abysmal, he didn't know how to talk to people other than his brother. Even with his cousins they usually spoke for him or came up with the conversation, Sean just listened. He smiled more than he used to, but still not too much of a level, since he's always lived his life in a dark environment. The gang was accepting, but they were still criminals at the end of the day. Therefore, Sean doesn't currently have any friends at school or in the Turf War scene. While he still held a hatred for his parents, since now he knew his mother had a part in his abandonment, both him and his brother had given up the revenge. The two of them were not worth it to Sean. To Sean, they were just a pathetic pair of people.
Though he is generally happy. At 16 he is happier than he's been prior to this time. Sean had been so lucky that the man he ran into was his uncle. Since if it wasn't, Sean knew he would not be among the living. He's got pretty fashionable clothes these days thanks to how important gear is in Turf Wars, but he still sticks to his hoodies, as it helps cover his face on the streets. Since he's not much of a talker, and he doesn't want to listen to people's 'problems' on the train to school and Turf Wars, he almost is always seen with the Noise Cancelling headphones. Sean lives his life vigilant, but much more casual. He doesn't have to wonder if the next day he'll get to eat, or if he'll get beaten to a pulp by a street thug. He finally got to live a life as a student.
A student with a really, really twisted backstory.
And Sean's family was a part of the poor. His parents struggled for employment and when they did have it, it was a low paid, very temporary job. It was already hard when his older brother was born, so it was unsurprising that the parents reactions were all but positive when Sean was born 2 and a half years later. The parents could just about to afford the four of them, but it all fell apart when Sean's dad lost his job again when Sean was 4. His father was sick of barely being able to afford food, their tiny flat and pretending it was all alright. So he spent on himself, he started drinking. This drained their budget, now they truly couldn't afford to eat, the parents started arguing nonstop, plates and glasses were broken. His older brother at least got to go to school for half of it, but Sean heard all of it, all day, every day. Stuck in doors with his dad, hoping he would go out drinking so his dad wouldn't shout at him, yet felt guilty his mum would have to deal with it instead.
The only person keeping his head emotionally balanced was his older brother. He would always repeat it will all be okay when he was 18, as he'd be able to take him and they'd be able to escape. Sean felt comfortable around his sibling, and so he'd always be in his room, even though he always would be reading silently or doing his homework. To cure his boredom though he got his older brother to teach him the words, how to read and write, and actually do the homework. It turned out Sean was able to learn really quickly, whether this was because he was determined or gifted his brother didn't know. Strangely because Sean was doing this with his brother, he felt learning was fun, he enjoyed it more than playing or running around the house.
Though his mum would argue back, she wasn't strong enough to kick him out, since she was too scared to do it on her own, parenting and being solely responsible to pay for the kid’s survival. They were in debt, they needed to eat, but couldn't afford it. His mum was too weak to kick out their drunken father, but there were too many mouths to feed. So... One of the kids had to go. The mum didn't want to be seen as one who would leave her child, so an adoption home was off the list, and his older brother was already in school, so she would be suspected if he disappeared all of a sudden. But Sean... Sean hadn't gone to school yet, he hadn't even gone outside that many times since there was nothing for him to do. Therefore, his dad decided one night when he was under the influence, the best idea would be to pick the kid up in the night during his sleep, leave him on a street in the middle of the slum they lived in, and walk away.
By the time Sean woke up though, he was alone in a room with 10 futon type beds. He didn't know to react as a 4-year-old child who had just gained his legs, he didn't know what to do except sit in the bed just afraid. He was told he had been brought to their doorstep by someone who claimed to be his brother while he was asleep and under no circumstances could he return to their home, but in 7 days’ time he was to go the park at 6pm. During this Sean thought his sibling had thrown him out to keep himself fed.
He didn't get to find out at that moment though because it turned out the house he was lead to was for abandoned street kids who had to steal from the streets to pay for their shelter and food. They would do it in groups so they could carry more and it was harder for them to get caught. Within the first week despite being so young he picked up on it quickly, and was just as smart and mischievous as those around him.
At the end of the week Sean went to the park like his brother had asked, and there he met his 7-year-old brother standing by the swings with a sad smile on his face and a muffin in his hand with a candle sticking out the middle of it. "Happy birthday, Sean." With that Sean's 100% trust in his brother had been restored, he couldn't believe he could have thrown him out. After blowing out the candle, taking the cake and giving his brother a massive hug, his brother told him to listen. He told him the cold, hard truth. He told him that it was their dad that left him out, and his brother had managed to follow their dad too see him drop Sean on the path. He then carried him to a place he was told about in school that took in abandoned children.
Sean couldn't react, all the 5-year-old had inside of him was a seething hatred for their father. But his brother told him to calm, stay away from him and survive. They could get their revenge when they were 18, and decide on what to do then, when they could stand on their own two feet. Sean obliged.
He then lived a life dedicated to thievery for the next 4 years, it was hard, but he got to meet up with his brother every week in that park where his sibling would tutor him, and every now again his brother would sneak Sean some food from their last meal, which he would graciously gobble down with a small smile. The only time he smiled was with his brother though. He barely got on with any of the kids except for one or two, and even then he would only give them small talk. He was grateful enough to the people taking him in, they did feed and shelter him even if the conditions were pretty bad, but more importantly they told him about his brother wanting to meet up with him again. Sean realised later they could have just lied to him or not mentioned it to make sure he didn't have any outside relations, but they were honest with him, and that was greatly appreciated.
But it only lasted 4 years. As his last attempt to steal for them was from street thugs, though what he didn't know was that this target was a gang boss. Sure the kids had escaped from ordinary gangsters, hardened as they were, but not someone of this level. Sean was the one to move in as he had started taking the lead in these operations. He knew the talking tactic where one would distract them and the other steal from their pocket didn't work often with gang members, since they'd usually knock out the kid talking to them. So instead he opted to just slip in for the steal while the others watched his back in case someone saw them or something went wrong. He kept his footsteps silent and his focus was honed, but as he tried to slide into the man's pocket, Sean saw a leg fly up. He knew it was a kick, and so instantly jumped back, but even that wasn't fast enough. It cracked into his side and knocked Sean to the floor. But as the man moved in to grab the kid, the only two children Sean had gotten close to jump into the man.
The gang boss grimaced at the weight, but hadn't lost his standing, he just grabbed the boy and the girl before throwing them on the floor beside Sean. Sean had tried to get up but the damaged had been weighty since the man didn't hold back. Before he knew it the man was over them, and he clutched Sean's neck before asking. "Who are you, kid?" Sean answered back the man with his life in his hands quickly with a cough.
"S... Sean... Matsuda." The man's eyes widened slowly, letting go of the child. He stared into Sean's eyes intensely. Once he realised he was speaking the truth, he sighed.
"Come with me, you and your friends. Your life is in my hands now... Nephew." All three of the kids stopped, Sean especially. Was he being serious, he was his Uncle? Did he have somewhere to go this whole time but his parents didn't tell him? Or was this man just lying to get them to go with him? All this questions spiralled through Sean's head. But he did know this man could kill all of them if they said no. So the three of them got up and followed him. Sean watched the man, his two friends watched Sean, all of them stayed silent.
It turned out the man truly was Sean's uncle. Although he was a gang boss, and a dangerously known one at that. All his men were rough criminals who had experience. But oddly they did have comradery, and they were really accepting of the three children. To the point where... they felt at home there. They were fed, slept well and weren't expected to do much since Sean's uncle paid for them. They sort of felt like... proper children. They did have to do consistent, intense combat training though and they were taught everything about the streets from territories to the drug trade. His two friends became proper gang members, although when Sean hit 14 his experience was different.
It was different because Sean still talked to his brother, just every other week since Sean was part of a known criminal group. His brother declined Sean's offer to become a part of their uncle's street gang since he was trying to protect their mother who may be undeserving, but he felt it right anyway. But what his brother did say though was about Turf Wars, or more specifically how much money Ranked Battles brought in. He told him that schools taught about this topic, and though only the skilled raked in, it was one way Sean could make money with all his combat and fighting experience.
Sean brought this up one day with his Uncle, who gave him the go ahead despite disagreement from the rest of his gang. They did like the prospect of the amount of money and funding Sean could put back into the group, but it was still risky for them to send him in, for his sake, theirs and his uncle. However, his uncle wouldn't shake from his position, so Sean was given fake ID and given a fake backstory to tell the authorities about why he hasn't gone to school until the age of 14.
For the next 2 years, Sean joined the Turf Wars and stayed at school. And he was good at both. With the Turf Wars, all the time on the streets and training from his uncle had made his ill experienced opponents who came just out of P.E. a cake walk. School wasn't too hard either thanks to his brother keeping him 2 years ahead of his age group thanks to his tutoring. It wasn't consistent, so it did take him longer to remember things than he was used to, but even then Sean still did learn fast. Everyone around him was older, even his two close friends who he now called cousins since his uncle 'adopted' them were older than him, so he was used to a higher level of thinking than his age at least. He managed to make into in Ranked and is currently A Rank, which means money is now no longer an issue for Sean, and the plan worked just liked everyone had hoped, for now.
But his past made his ability to speak absolutely abysmal, he didn't know how to talk to people other than his brother. Even with his cousins they usually spoke for him or came up with the conversation, Sean just listened. He smiled more than he used to, but still not too much of a level, since he's always lived his life in a dark environment. The gang was accepting, but they were still criminals at the end of the day. Therefore, Sean doesn't currently have any friends at school or in the Turf War scene. While he still held a hatred for his parents, since now he knew his mother had a part in his abandonment, both him and his brother had given up the revenge. The two of them were not worth it to Sean. To Sean, they were just a pathetic pair of people.
Though he is generally happy. At 16 he is happier than he's been prior to this time. Sean had been so lucky that the man he ran into was his uncle. Since if it wasn't, Sean knew he would not be among the living. He's got pretty fashionable clothes these days thanks to how important gear is in Turf Wars, but he still sticks to his hoodies, as it helps cover his face on the streets. Since he's not much of a talker, and he doesn't want to listen to people's 'problems' on the train to school and Turf Wars, he almost is always seen with the Noise Cancelling headphones. Sean lives his life vigilant, but much more casual. He doesn't have to wonder if the next day he'll get to eat, or if he'll get beaten to a pulp by a street thug. He finally got to live a life as a student.
A student with a really, really twisted backstory.
Sean's parents were extremely poor. They couldn't afford to pay for themselves let alone the two children. So they decided, specifically his drunken dad, to leave Sean out on the streets at the age of 4 in his sleep. His brother however followed them and took him to a place that took in abandoned children. But the house expected the children to steal in order to be given food and shelter. He met with his brother a week after on his birthday in a park after this to be told the truth about the incident, and they continued meet for years to come. 4 Years later, Sean's stealing group which consisted of only kids, were to steal from street thugs. Sean went in first as he had become a leader of sorts, though even with his quick, silent steps, the man came out with a quick, flash kick which Sean couldn't avoid. His two only close friends from the thief house came to protect him, but were beaten too. The man asked for Sean's name as he grabbed his neck. He answered with his full name, "S... Sean... Matsuda."
On hearing this, the man told them. "Come with me, you and your friends. Your life is in my hands now... Nephew."
It turned out he was speaking the truth; he was Sean's uncle. Although he was a gang boss, and a dangerously known one at that. His gang though were accepting of the children, more so than Sean had experienced in his life, from his parents or the thief house, even if they were hardened criminals. Sean and his friends, who were now more like cousins as they were 'adopted' by his uncle, were trained in everything about the streets. His cousins just became gang members was they came of age, but at 14 Sean was different. His brother had taught him everything he had been learning from at school, and Sean was a fast learner. On top of that, his brother taught him about Turf Wars, and specifically about how much money Ranked brought in, and that it was a topic taught at school. Sean managed to convince his uncle, despite the gang's reservations on the subject, to let him go to school and get into Turf Wars with a fake ID and fake backstory. Sean, now at age 16 and is A Rank, which means he is now raking in money for the gang and the plan worked just liked how he had hoped, for now.
On hearing this, the man told them. "Come with me, you and your friends. Your life is in my hands now... Nephew."
It turned out he was speaking the truth; he was Sean's uncle. Although he was a gang boss, and a dangerously known one at that. His gang though were accepting of the children, more so than Sean had experienced in his life, from his parents or the thief house, even if they were hardened criminals. Sean and his friends, who were now more like cousins as they were 'adopted' by his uncle, were trained in everything about the streets. His cousins just became gang members was they came of age, but at 14 Sean was different. His brother had taught him everything he had been learning from at school, and Sean was a fast learner. On top of that, his brother taught him about Turf Wars, and specifically about how much money Ranked brought in, and that it was a topic taught at school. Sean managed to convince his uncle, despite the gang's reservations on the subject, to let him go to school and get into Turf Wars with a fake ID and fake backstory. Sean, now at age 16 and is A Rank, which means he is now raking in money for the gang and the plan worked just liked how he had hoped, for now.
If you managed to get through the long backstory, thanks a lot and congratulations. I kid you not, it is 2.3k words. Its a legit chapter of a book. I really didn't mean it to be that long, but I'm planning on using this character for a fanfiction, which is why it turned out so long. Because of this the short version above was born. Also, I am planning on creating a character for his brother too. Sean going to school may be edited depending on the RP, and may just be him going to Turf Wars/Ranked with fake ID.
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I'm going to take the lack of comments as a sign that you guys are ok with this house thing.
Edit: there were comments. I just couldn't see them.
But nobody's told me that the house is problematic yet. If someone does tell me as much, I will still remove the post.
My next post on this thread will be an actual character.
Edit: there were comments. I just couldn't see them.
But nobody's told me that the house is problematic yet. If someone does tell me as much, I will still remove the post.
My next post on this thread will be an actual character.
...
...You put a lot of work into that.
I've kinda been wondering about doing a fanfiction, but I have no writing experience whatsoever.
(( As to the post above me ^ I think its a good idea to throw building ideas here, its a bit weird to describe it in the RP since we only have one topic for each RP, it'd be easier to explain it here rather than mid RP. ))
Name(s): Sean Matsuda
Age: 16
Race: Inkling
Appearance: Sean is a turquoise inkling with short, unruly, rough looking hair that seems as though it was cut with a knife despite that being impossible. His eyes are a dark grey, akin to black.His skin is a caramel colour and he's of average height for his age however his body is a bit thicker, in a muscular sense. He tends to be seen wearing Noise Cancellers
Relations: His parents (hasn't seen them in years), his older brother (still talks to him somewhat regularly), His Uncle, His 2 adopted cousins.
Backstory:
Inkopolis, at least as a city, is most likely seen as a paradise by the Octolings and even by a number of its residents. But not by everyone. Since every city has its dark side. Because if there are rich people, there must be poor. If there are people who live comfortably, there will always be those who don't know if there will be food on the table the next day. It’s been repeated in history over and over since the Earth had humans.
And Sean's family was a part of the poor. His parents struggled for employment and when they did have it, it was a low paid, very temporary job. It was already hard when his older brother was born, so it was unsurprising that the parents reactions were all but positive when Sean was born 2 and a half years later. The parents could just about to afford the four of them, but it all fell apart when Sean's dad lost his job again when Sean was 4. His father was sick of barely being able to afford food, their tiny flat and pretending it was all alright. So he spent on himself, he started drinking. This drained their budget, now they truly couldn't afford to eat, the parents started arguing nonstop, plates and glasses were broken. His older brother at least got to go to school for half of it, but Sean heard all of it, all day, every day. Stuck in doors with his dad, hoping he would go out drinking so his dad wouldn't shout at him, yet felt guilty his mum would have to deal with it instead.
The only person keeping his head emotionally balanced was his older brother. He would always repeat it will all be okay when he was 18, as he'd be able to take him and they'd be able to escape. Sean felt comfortable around his sibling, and so he'd always be in his room, even though he always would be reading silently or doing his homework. To cure his boredom though he got his older brother to teach him the words, how to read and write, and actually do the homework. It turned out Sean was able to learn really quickly, whether this was because he was determined or gifted his brother didn't know. Strangely because Sean was doing this with his brother, he felt learning was fun, he enjoyed it more than playing or running around the house.
Though his mum would argue back, she wasn't strong enough to kick him out, since she was too scared to do it on her own, parenting and being solely responsible to pay for the kid’s survival. They were in debt, they needed to eat, but couldn't afford it. His mum was too weak to kick out their drunken father, but there were too many mouths to feed. So... One of the kids had to go. The mum didn't want to be seen as one who would leave her child, so an adoption home was off the list, and his older brother was already in school, so she would be suspected if he disappeared all of a sudden. But Sean... Sean hadn't gone to school yet, he hadn't even gone outside that many times since there was nothing for him to do. Therefore, his dad decided one night when he was under the influence, the best idea would be to pick the kid up in the night during his sleep, leave him on a street in the middle of the slum they lived in, and walk away.
By the time Sean woke up though, he was alone in a room with 10 futon type beds. He didn't know to react as a 4-year-old child who had just gained his legs, he didn't know what to do except sit in the bed just afraid. He was told he had been brought to their doorstep by someone who claimed to be his brother while he was asleep and under no circumstances could he return to their home, but in 7 days’ time he was to go the park at 6pm. During this Sean thought his sibling had thrown him out to keep himself fed.
He didn't get to find out at that moment though because it turned out the house he was lead to was for abandoned street kids who had to steal from the streets to pay for their shelter and food. They would do it in groups so they could carry more and it was harder for them to get caught. Within the first week despite being so young he picked up on it quickly, and was just as smart and mischievous as those around him.
At the end of the week Sean went to the park like his brother had asked, and there he met his 7-year-old brother standing by the swings with a sad smile on his face and a muffin in his hand with a candle sticking out the middle of it. "Happy birthday, Sean." With that Sean's 100% trust in his brother had been restored, he couldn't believe he could have thrown him out. After blowing out the candle, taking the cake and giving his brother a massive hug, his brother told him to listen. He told him the cold, hard truth. He told him that it was their dad that left him out, and his brother had managed to follow their dad too see him drop Sean on the path. He then carried him to a place he was told about in school that took in abandoned children.
Sean couldn't react, all the 5-year-old had inside of him was a seething hatred for their father. But his brother told him to calm, stay away from him and survive. They could get their revenge when they were 18, and decide on what to do then, when they could stand on their own two feet. Sean obliged.
He then lived a life dedicated to thievery for the next 4 years, it was hard, but he got to meet up with his brother every week in that park where his sibling would tutor him, and every now again his brother would sneak Sean some food from their last meal, which he would graciously gobble down with a small smile. The only time he smiled was with his brother though. He barely got on with any of the kids except for one or two, and even then he would only give them small talk. He was grateful enough to the people taking him in, they did feed and shelter him even if the conditions were pretty bad, but more importantly they told him about his brother wanting to meet up with him again. Sean realised later they could have just lied to him or not mentioned it to make sure he didn't have any outside relations, but they were honest with him, and that was greatly appreciated.
But it only lasted 4 years. As his last attempt to steal for them was from street thugs, though what he didn't know was that this target was a gang boss. Sure the kids had escaped from ordinary gangsters, hardened as they were, but not someone of this level. Sean was the one to move in as he had started taking the lead in these operations. He knew the talking tactic where one would distract them and the other steal from their pocket didn't work often with gang members, since they'd usually knock out the kid talking to them. So instead he opted to just slip in for the steal while the others watched his back in case someone saw them or something went wrong. He kept his footsteps silent and his focus was honed, but as he tried to slide into the man's pocket, Sean saw a leg fly up. He knew it was a kick, and so instantly jumped back, but even that wasn't fast enough. It cracked into his side and knocked Sean to the floor. But as the man moved in to grab the kid, the only two children Sean had gotten close to jump into the man.
The gang boss grimaced at the weight, but hadn't lost his standing, he just grabbed the boy and the girl before throwing them on the floor beside Sean. Sean had tried to get up but the damaged had been weighty since the man didn't hold back. Before he knew it the man was over them, and he clutched Sean's neck before asking. "Who are you, kid?" Sean answered back the man with his life in his hands quickly with a cough.
"S... Sean... Matsuda." The man's eyes widened slowly, letting go of the child. He stared into Sean's eyes intensely. Once he realised he was speaking the truth, he sighed.
"Come with me, you and your friends. Your life is in my hands now... Nephew." All three of the kids stopped, Sean especially. Was he being serious, he was his Uncle? Did he have somewhere to go this whole time but his parents didn't tell him? Or was this man just lying to get them to go with him? All this questions spiralled through Sean's head. But he did know this man could kill all of them if they said no. So the three of them got up and followed him. Sean watched the man, his two friends watched Sean, all of them stayed silent.
It turned out the man truly was Sean's uncle. Although he was a gang boss, and a dangerously known one at that. All his men were rough criminals who had experience. But oddly they did have comradery, and they were really accepting of the three children. To the point where... they felt at home there. They were fed, slept well and weren't expected to do much since Sean's uncle paid for them. They sort of felt like... proper children. They did have to do consistent, intense combat training though and they were taught everything about the streets from territories to the drug trade. His two friends became proper gang members, although when Sean hit 14 his experience was different.
It was different because Sean still talked to his brother, just every other week since Sean was part of a known criminal group. His brother declined Sean's offer to become a part of their uncle's street gang since he was trying to protect their mother who may be undeserving, but he felt it right anyway. But what his brother did say though was about Turf Wars, or more specifically how much money Ranked Battles brought in. He told him that schools taught about this topic, and though only the skilled raked in, it was one way Sean could make money with all his combat and fighting experience.
Sean brought this up one day with his Uncle, who gave him the go ahead despite disagreement from the rest of his gang. They did like the prospect of the amount of money and funding Sean could put back into the group, but it was still risky for them to send him in, for his sake, theirs and his uncle. However, his uncle wouldn't shake from his position, so Sean was given fake ID and given a fake backstory to tell the authorities about why he hasn't gone to school until the age of 14.
For the next 2 years, Sean joined the Turf Wars and stayed at school. And he was good at both. With the Turf Wars, all the time on the streets and training from his uncle had made his ill experienced opponents who came just out of P.E. a cake walk. School wasn't too hard either thanks to his brother keeping him 2 years ahead of his age group thanks to his tutoring. It wasn't consistent, so it did take him longer to remember things than he was used to, but even then Sean still did learn fast. Everyone around him was older, even his two close friends who he now called cousins since his uncle 'adopted' them were older than him, so he was used to a higher level of thinking than his age at least. He managed to make into in Ranked and is currently A Rank, which means money is now no longer an issue for Sean, and the plan worked just liked everyone had hoped, for now.
But his past made his ability to speak absolutely abysmal, he didn't know how to talk to people other than his brother. Even with his cousins they usually spoke for him or came up with the conversation, Sean just listened. He smiled more than he used to, but still not too much of a level, since he's always lived his life in a dark environment. The gang was accepting, but they were still criminals at the end of the day. Therefore, Sean doesn't currently have any friends at school or in the Turf War scene. While he still held a hatred for his parents, since now he knew his mother had a part in his abandonment, both him and his brother had given up the revenge. The two of them were not worth it to Sean. To Sean, they were just a pathetic pair of people.
Though he is generally happy. At 16 he is happier than he's been prior to this time. Sean had been so lucky that the man he ran into was his uncle. Since if it wasn't, Sean knew he would not be among the living. He's got pretty fashionable clothes these days thanks to how important gear is in Turf Wars, but he still sticks to his hoodies, as it helps cover his face on the streets. Since he's not much of a talker, and he doesn't want to listen to people's 'problems' on the train to school and Turf Wars, he almost is always seen with the Noise Cancelling headphones. Sean lives his life vigilant, but much more casual. He doesn't have to wonder if the next day he'll get to eat, or if he'll get beaten to a pulp by a street thug. He finally got to live a life as a student.
A student with a really, really twisted backstory.
Sean's parents were extremely poor. They couldn't afford to pay for themselves let alone the two children. So they decided, specifically his drunken dad, to leave Sean out on the streets at the age of 4 in his sleep. His brother however followed them and took him to a place that took in abandoned children. But the house expected the children to steal in order to be given food and shelter. He met with his brother a week after on his birthday in a park after this to be told the truth about the incident, and they continued meet for years to come. 4 Years later, Sean's stealing group which consisted of only kids, were to steal from street thugs. Sean went in first as he had become a leader of sorts, though even with his quick, silent steps, the man came out with a quick, flash kick which Sean couldn't avoid. His two only close friends from the thief house came to protect him, but were beaten too. The man asked for Sean's name as he grabbed his neck. He answered with his full name, "S... Sean... Matsuda."
On hearing this, the man told them. "Come with me, you and your friends. Your life is in my hands now... Nephew."
It turned out he was speaking the truth; he was Sean's uncle. Although he was a gang boss, and a dangerously known one at that. His gang though were accepting of the children, more so than Sean had experienced in his life, from his parents or the thief house, even if they were hardened criminals. Sean and his friends, who were now more like cousins as they were 'adopted' by his uncle, were trained in everything about the streets. His cousins just became gang members was they came of age, but at 14 Sean was different. His brother had taught him everything he had been learning from at school, and Sean was a fast learner. On top of that, his brother taught him about Turf Wars, and specifically about how much money Ranked brought in, and that it was a topic taught at school. Sean managed to convince his uncle, despite the gang's reservations on the subject, to let him go to school and get into Turf Wars with a fake ID and fake backstory. Sean, now at age 16 and is A Rank, which means he is now raking in money for the gang and the plan worked just liked how he had hoped, for now.
If you managed to get through the long backstory, thanks a lot and congratulations. I kid you not, it is 2.3k words. Its a legit chapter of a book. I really didn't mean it to be that long, but I'm planning on using this character for a fanfiction, which is why it turned out so long. Because of this the short version above was born. Also, I am planning on creating a character for his brother too. Sean going to school may be edited depending on the RP, and may just be him going to Turf Wars/Ranked with fake ID.
...You put a lot of work into that.
I've kinda been wondering about doing a fanfiction, but I have no writing experience whatsoever.
More than I was expecting too, trust me. And when it comes to Fanfiction, just write! You can only get the experience by practicing and getting feedback. I'd be willing to read it if you link me to it. And its the same as RPing, except you write everyone's side of the story, and you set the scene and story yourself. You can create all the Mary Sue's you want, as long as you give them proper reason, its as limitless as your imagination. Its worth doing it, since its fun.
AlphaOmegaSplatter
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Eh... why not
Name: Alpha
Age: 16
Gear: Jungle Hat, Black Anchor Tee, Pro Trail Boots
Weapons: Heavy Splatling Deco, Eliter 3k scope, Octobrush, Custom Dual Squelcher,
Family: Only child
Friends: Is an Agent for Cap'n Cuttlefish, and met Agents 1, 2 (who he knows are Callie and Marie respectively), Blue, and Orange, all 5 are great friends
Personality: Smart Alek when he gets a Knockout win in Ranked, gets extremely salty when he loses a rank
Hobbies: Doing covers of popular songs, Is the master at Squid Racer, holds the record for fastest time beating the game.
Background: Alpha grew up as an only child, but his original parents died when we was still a squishy. He doesn't remember anything about his original parents, as we was too young to remember anything that happened. He was adopted by close friends of his parents, and stayed with them for quite a while. He was bullied in school for not being like the other inklings, who only wanted to participate in Turf Wars, while he was focused in getting good grades. This caused his adoptive parents to decide to move to the suburbs of Inkopolis, where he was home-schooled. When he turned 14, however, his parents didn't let him to into downtown Inkopolis, for fear that he might get bullied even more. When he was 16, though, he was allowed to go to Inkopolis, and get his own apartment.
(Yes, I know I changed this. I wanted to avoid advertising my fan fic even fore. *looks at signature* Oh well)
Name: Alpha
Age: 16
Gear: Jungle Hat, Black Anchor Tee, Pro Trail Boots
Weapons: Heavy Splatling Deco, Eliter 3k scope, Octobrush, Custom Dual Squelcher,
Family: Only child
Friends: Is an Agent for Cap'n Cuttlefish, and met Agents 1, 2 (who he knows are Callie and Marie respectively), Blue, and Orange, all 5 are great friends
Personality: Smart Alek when he gets a Knockout win in Ranked, gets extremely salty when he loses a rank
Hobbies: Doing covers of popular songs, Is the master at Squid Racer, holds the record for fastest time beating the game.
Background: Alpha grew up as an only child, but his original parents died when we was still a squishy. He doesn't remember anything about his original parents, as we was too young to remember anything that happened. He was adopted by close friends of his parents, and stayed with them for quite a while. He was bullied in school for not being like the other inklings, who only wanted to participate in Turf Wars, while he was focused in getting good grades. This caused his adoptive parents to decide to move to the suburbs of Inkopolis, where he was home-schooled. When he turned 14, however, his parents didn't let him to into downtown Inkopolis, for fear that he might get bullied even more. When he was 16, though, he was allowed to go to Inkopolis, and get his own apartment.
(Yes, I know I changed this. I wanted to avoid advertising my fan fic even fore. *looks at signature* Oh well)
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Quibblingsun86
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First time typing on squid boards, so here I go!
Name: touya coralias
Gender: female
Race: inkling
Age: 14
Ink color: purple
Gear: green parka, aviator goggles, octoling boots
Weapon: octobrush
Family: none
Friends: Kate(octoling)
Personality: layed back, passionate when it comes to turf and protecting friends, easygoing kind of person. Also slightly paranoid.
Hobbies: turf war, sleeping.
Background: touya grew up in a dumpster. Literally. You see, at the age of 4, touya was abandoned in a dumpster in the backlot of arowana mall by a family she will never know. With no money, no family, no actual home, she resorted a life of crime. Eventually, public authorities figured out who was behind this little criminal streak, and police started hunting her down. To avoid confrontation, she started tying up her hair and wearing a parka jacket to make herself look like a male. While looking for some grub in Octo valley about 4 years ago, touya came across a small, homeless, 7 year old octoling named Katie, rummaging through a dumpster. Reminding her of herself, she took the little one in and has been treating her like a sister ever since. This action completely changed touya, helping her make the decision to make her money honestly through turf. Nowaday's, touya and Katie live in an apartment in moray towers, living a decent life off what they have.
I'm sorry if i'ts not the best, It sounded better in my head
I'll probably make one for Katie too.
Name: touya coralias
Gender: female
Race: inkling
Age: 14
Ink color: purple
Gear: green parka, aviator goggles, octoling boots
Weapon: octobrush
Family: none
Friends: Kate(octoling)
Personality: layed back, passionate when it comes to turf and protecting friends, easygoing kind of person. Also slightly paranoid.
Hobbies: turf war, sleeping.
Background: touya grew up in a dumpster. Literally. You see, at the age of 4, touya was abandoned in a dumpster in the backlot of arowana mall by a family she will never know. With no money, no family, no actual home, she resorted a life of crime. Eventually, public authorities figured out who was behind this little criminal streak, and police started hunting her down. To avoid confrontation, she started tying up her hair and wearing a parka jacket to make herself look like a male. While looking for some grub in Octo valley about 4 years ago, touya came across a small, homeless, 7 year old octoling named Katie, rummaging through a dumpster. Reminding her of herself, she took the little one in and has been treating her like a sister ever since. This action completely changed touya, helping her make the decision to make her money honestly through turf. Nowaday's, touya and Katie live in an apartment in moray towers, living a decent life off what they have.
I'm sorry if i'ts not the best, It sounded better in my head
I'll probably make one for Katie too.
Alicia Jewel
Inkling
Both of these are from a Splatoon RP forum I am/was part of (it's kinda dead). I don't have a 'sona, per se, but I do love making characters!
Name(s): Mornica Mollun
Age: 18 (in the original RP—age can vary based on RP/story setting)
Race: Octoling
Appearance: Mornica is about average height for her species, meaning that she's a good few inches taller than most of the Inklings around her. Her skin is pale due to a lack of exposure to sunlight, and her habit of walking around slightly hunched over to avoid attention and her unusual sitting positions while using the computer have left her with a poor posture. Her eyes are pink, and her preferred tentacle color is purple. She prefers conservative clothing that makes it easy to blend in with the crowd—her preferred brand is SquidForce, but her usual headwear is a bobble hat from Splash Mob that matches her tentacle color. She uses this hat and a tight, uncomfortable bun in an effort to hide her telltale Octoling tentacles and wears sunglasses to hide her Octoling eye markings.
Relations: Mornica is... not the best at making friends. As such, she doesn't have anyone she could consider a friend and looks upon everyone around her with suspicion. Her adoptive parents are the only two people in her life she's close to.
Backstory: As a baby, Mornica was found by two agents from Inkopolis who were on a mission in enemy territory. Her exact origins are unknown—the agents have speculated that perhaps she is the child of two enemy soldiers or was simply abandoned—but regardless, the agents decided to take her in and raise her as their own. This was not entirely out of sympathy for the helpless child, though: they wanted to see if an Octoling raised by Inkling parents would turn out any different than an Octoling raised in its natural environment.
On the one hand, through their adoptive daughter, the agents were able to prove that Octolings are not inherently evil and hostile toward Inklings. On the other hand, they also discovered just how deep-seated the prejudices toward other species can be. Despite being raised as an Inkling and adapting to Inkling society just as Inkling children do, Mornica and her adoptive parents were still looked at with suspicion by those around them. Those who did not think that Mornica and her family were Octo Valley spies thought that something inherent to Octolings would emerge when Mornica grew older and cause her to attack Inklings. Thus, Mornica isolated herself from others as a child and developed anxiety and trust issues as she grew older. These issues certainly didn't help her loneliness, for even those open-minded enough to give Mornica a chance were often either put off by her lack of social skills or were excluded from Mornica's life due to her fear and mistrust.
About the only good thing Mornica has going for her is the fact that her digital music is fairly well-known on the internet among people who like her style of poppy techno. She keeps her identity a secret, though, simply calling herself "That One Music Maker" on forums and in chatrooms.
Name(s): Stephanie "Joy" Podd
Age: 14
Race: Inkling
Appearance: Joy is an Inkling girl of average height with naturally light pink tentacles, blue-green eyes, and tanned skin. She loves being active, so she has a lean, athletic body and excellent posture. Her tentacle style varies depending on her mood and situation and tends to alternate between hanging down like normal and decorated with a little squid pin, being tied in pigtails, and being tied back in a long ponytail. She absolutely adores the color pink and wears it whenever possible, but any bright color will do just as well. Her favorite brands are Inkline, Skalop, Takoroka, Tentatek, and Zink, but she'll wear just about anything as long as it suits her sporty style regardless of brand. (Picture can be found here.)
Relations: Joy considers herself to be friends with pretty much everyone... unless they're too pessimistic for her tastes or exclude others for one reason or another. She doesn't have many friends in Inkopolis yet, but you can guarantee that'll be changing soon!
Backstory: Stephanie Podd was born in Calamari County. Even as a young, squishy squid, she loved any and all sporty and physically active activities, even if not all of them were totally safe (which, of course, worried the heck out of her parents). Her other dominant trait was her optimistic, friendly personality that earned her the nickname "Joy," which quickly became her common name—even her parents tend to call her that, saving "Stephanie" for when the situation gets serious. After Joy had turned 14, her family moved to Inkopolis, giving Joy the chance to participate in the city's famous Turf Wars. Though she's still new to the game, her enthusiasm and athleticism have given her something of a boost above the other newbies, and she's dedicated to playing and practicing until she's good enough to join the competitive ranks. And, of course, she'll be making plenty of new friends along the way.
Name(s): Mornica Mollun
Age: 18 (in the original RP—age can vary based on RP/story setting)
Race: Octoling
Appearance: Mornica is about average height for her species, meaning that she's a good few inches taller than most of the Inklings around her. Her skin is pale due to a lack of exposure to sunlight, and her habit of walking around slightly hunched over to avoid attention and her unusual sitting positions while using the computer have left her with a poor posture. Her eyes are pink, and her preferred tentacle color is purple. She prefers conservative clothing that makes it easy to blend in with the crowd—her preferred brand is SquidForce, but her usual headwear is a bobble hat from Splash Mob that matches her tentacle color. She uses this hat and a tight, uncomfortable bun in an effort to hide her telltale Octoling tentacles and wears sunglasses to hide her Octoling eye markings.
Relations: Mornica is... not the best at making friends. As such, she doesn't have anyone she could consider a friend and looks upon everyone around her with suspicion. Her adoptive parents are the only two people in her life she's close to.
Backstory: As a baby, Mornica was found by two agents from Inkopolis who were on a mission in enemy territory. Her exact origins are unknown—the agents have speculated that perhaps she is the child of two enemy soldiers or was simply abandoned—but regardless, the agents decided to take her in and raise her as their own. This was not entirely out of sympathy for the helpless child, though: they wanted to see if an Octoling raised by Inkling parents would turn out any different than an Octoling raised in its natural environment.
On the one hand, through their adoptive daughter, the agents were able to prove that Octolings are not inherently evil and hostile toward Inklings. On the other hand, they also discovered just how deep-seated the prejudices toward other species can be. Despite being raised as an Inkling and adapting to Inkling society just as Inkling children do, Mornica and her adoptive parents were still looked at with suspicion by those around them. Those who did not think that Mornica and her family were Octo Valley spies thought that something inherent to Octolings would emerge when Mornica grew older and cause her to attack Inklings. Thus, Mornica isolated herself from others as a child and developed anxiety and trust issues as she grew older. These issues certainly didn't help her loneliness, for even those open-minded enough to give Mornica a chance were often either put off by her lack of social skills or were excluded from Mornica's life due to her fear and mistrust.
About the only good thing Mornica has going for her is the fact that her digital music is fairly well-known on the internet among people who like her style of poppy techno. She keeps her identity a secret, though, simply calling herself "That One Music Maker" on forums and in chatrooms.
Name(s): Stephanie "Joy" Podd
Age: 14
Race: Inkling
Appearance: Joy is an Inkling girl of average height with naturally light pink tentacles, blue-green eyes, and tanned skin. She loves being active, so she has a lean, athletic body and excellent posture. Her tentacle style varies depending on her mood and situation and tends to alternate between hanging down like normal and decorated with a little squid pin, being tied in pigtails, and being tied back in a long ponytail. She absolutely adores the color pink and wears it whenever possible, but any bright color will do just as well. Her favorite brands are Inkline, Skalop, Takoroka, Tentatek, and Zink, but she'll wear just about anything as long as it suits her sporty style regardless of brand. (Picture can be found here.)
Relations: Joy considers herself to be friends with pretty much everyone... unless they're too pessimistic for her tastes or exclude others for one reason or another. She doesn't have many friends in Inkopolis yet, but you can guarantee that'll be changing soon!
Backstory: Stephanie Podd was born in Calamari County. Even as a young, squishy squid, she loved any and all sporty and physically active activities, even if not all of them were totally safe (which, of course, worried the heck out of her parents). Her other dominant trait was her optimistic, friendly personality that earned her the nickname "Joy," which quickly became her common name—even her parents tend to call her that, saving "Stephanie" for when the situation gets serious. After Joy had turned 14, her family moved to Inkopolis, giving Joy the chance to participate in the city's famous Turf Wars. Though she's still new to the game, her enthusiasm and athleticism have given her something of a boost above the other newbies, and she's dedicated to playing and practicing until she's good enough to join the competitive ranks. And, of course, she'll be making plenty of new friends along the way.
Rustic
Inkling Commander
...Yes.
But then you're forgetting that there may be some people who want to stay relatively the same, you can be a multi-chromatic skin tone person or you can just stay the same. Up to you, laddie. As it is up to them.
Then you got Octolings, a pretty much unknown variable, we don't know what their skin tones range from, although they're relatively free from the sun, which could influence the Inklings' skin tones making this argument somewhat daft, but also easier to talk about. Seeing as how if you place a human underground for an extended period of time, their skin will start to become pasty white due to the lack of sunlight. Inklings and Octolings could change colors at will, due to the chromatopores in them that are capable of changing color, which most likely would be capable of affecting their skin as well as their tentacles. Although I believe the reason they don't just change and fluctuate their skin tones randomly is just because that would result in lots of reality crisis-es across both races.
Then you got the political spectrum of it. Which would involve stuff like crime and self image. Criminals could abuse the fact that their skin color could change at will, and not to mention the fact they can change Ink Colors is quite bad for the police's methods. Self Image could be used to impersonate people to just really, really mess with them. An example could be that an Inkling, a kind-hearted and all around nice person, could be twisted by another Inkling who resembles them to be viewed as a monstrous and cruel person. It's most likely just a gameplay thing for Splatoon. Not really meant to fully represent the entirety of it. Think of the Squid Sisters, would they be recognized if they just up and changed their skin tone? Somewhat, but if an actor in our time with enough makeup can look like another race. Say a white skin tone becoming a darker skin tone a la Tropic Thunder Robert Downey Jr. could be done.
There's the genetic aspect of it too, an Inkling/Octoling could share its skin tone/naturalborne Ink color with their children. Primarily because an orange Inkling and a purple Inkling with both tan skin tones could influence their offspring's skin as well, making them have natural tan skin and whatever gene is dominant, their naturalborne Ink color be either orange, purple, or a mixture of both.
But that's just my personal theory of their skin tones, primarily due to the fact that I know very little about the actual biology of most of Splatoon's denizens. 12000 years of change, and a lot of changes at that, could make them somewhat different to the aquatic creatures we know of today.
My best guess is that it's just another Inkling you're using with that character creator. Who knows, maybe Inklings and Octolings have hatcheries/baby homes. Their precursors did have multiple kids at a time. And since this isn't the thread to really talk about this kind of stuff, I would recommend talking elsewhere, like that Worldcanons thread here in RP Square or that Inkling/Octoling biology thread in Regular Discussion or even PMs.
Then you got the political spectrum of it. Which would involve stuff like crime and self image. Criminals could abuse the fact that their skin color could change at will, and not to mention the fact they can change Ink Colors is quite bad for the police's methods. Self Image could be used to impersonate people to just really, really mess with them. An example could be that an Inkling, a kind-hearted and all around nice person, could be twisted by another Inkling who resembles them to be viewed as a monstrous and cruel person. It's most likely just a gameplay thing for Splatoon. Not really meant to fully represent the entirety of it. Think of the Squid Sisters, would they be recognized if they just up and changed their skin tone? Somewhat, but if an actor in our time with enough makeup can look like another race. Say a white skin tone becoming a darker skin tone a la Tropic Thunder Robert Downey Jr. could be done.
There's the genetic aspect of it too, an Inkling/Octoling could share its skin tone/naturalborne Ink color with their children. Primarily because an orange Inkling and a purple Inkling with both tan skin tones could influence their offspring's skin as well, making them have natural tan skin and whatever gene is dominant, their naturalborne Ink color be either orange, purple, or a mixture of both.
But that's just my personal theory of their skin tones, primarily due to the fact that I know very little about the actual biology of most of Splatoon's denizens. 12000 years of change, and a lot of changes at that, could make them somewhat different to the aquatic creatures we know of today.
My best guess is that it's just another Inkling you're using with that character creator. Who knows, maybe Inklings and Octolings have hatcheries/baby homes. Their precursors did have multiple kids at a time. And since this isn't the thread to really talk about this kind of stuff, I would recommend talking elsewhere, like that Worldcanons thread here in RP Square or that Inkling/Octoling biology thread in Regular Discussion or even PMs.
MacSmitty
Inkling Cadet
So I had an idea, along with two OC's that were based on this Idea. With that, here it is.
Whew... finally got this done.
So after the events of Splatoon's single player, or Hero Mode, the Inklings goverment decided to patch up things with the Octolings. However, instead of letting all the Octolings into Inkopolis, which would no doubt cause multiple issues, the government decides to do a "Octoling Exchange Act", where a family can have an Octoling or two based on a Au-pair system. This is where my two OC's come from.
Name: Jesse Rhode
Race: Inkling
Age: 15
Apperance: https://d3esbfg30x759i.cloudfront.net/ss/WVW69jL680YHaneWmL
Backstory: Jesse is an ordinary Inkling who grows up near Arowana Mall. He's an only child, and hasn't really shared much with anyone, so when he first found out about the his Octoling "sister", he wasn't exactly thrilled. Growing up, his parents were always doing some type of business, so he takes it upon himself to cook, cnd clean for himself. So naturally when his Octoling friend causes an accident either by injuring herself, he always helps wash and clean her wounds. Because of this, people jokingly call him a "house-husband", which annoy's him. Jesse can get frustrated easily, often having small catchphrases about it: "Gah! This way too frustrating!" His frustrations often lead to him making rash decisions, or when it comes to Turf and Ranked Battles, either follow a certain enemy or avoid playing all together. His Octoling "sister" also provides him a great deal of frustration as well due to her clumsy nature, but he really cares for her and is generally a nice person otherwise. Another fun fact as he grew up watching Disney movies, he has a passion for singing and dancing and does it for very special events. In Battle, he usually uses a Splattershot Jr, Rapid Blaster Deco, and Splatterscope.
Name: Nagisa Rhode
Race: Octoling
Age: 14
Apperance: A regular old Octoling in terms of apperance, but wears a, a , and a.
Backstory: Nagisa was originally doing training for the battle with Agent 3 and the others, but her training ceased after Octavio's defeat. As a result she's one of the first few Octolings to be selected for the Octoling Exchange Act due to having no parents. Nagisa is a shy individual, and being around Inklings didn't exactly help matters. When Jesse met her for the first time, he knew that she would have a really hard time being in public places, so he offered to be her "older brother" in terms of guidance. As a result, Nagisa felt a deep connection with Jesse, and they end up doing many things together as a group. Nagisa uses a Luna Blaster, Dual Squelcher and the Carbon Roller Deco as her main weapons of choice.
Race: Inkling
Age: 15
Apperance: https://d3esbfg30x759i.cloudfront.net/ss/WVW69jL680YHaneWmL
Backstory: Jesse is an ordinary Inkling who grows up near Arowana Mall. He's an only child, and hasn't really shared much with anyone, so when he first found out about the his Octoling "sister", he wasn't exactly thrilled. Growing up, his parents were always doing some type of business, so he takes it upon himself to cook, cnd clean for himself. So naturally when his Octoling friend causes an accident either by injuring herself, he always helps wash and clean her wounds. Because of this, people jokingly call him a "house-husband", which annoy's him. Jesse can get frustrated easily, often having small catchphrases about it: "Gah! This way too frustrating!" His frustrations often lead to him making rash decisions, or when it comes to Turf and Ranked Battles, either follow a certain enemy or avoid playing all together. His Octoling "sister" also provides him a great deal of frustration as well due to her clumsy nature, but he really cares for her and is generally a nice person otherwise. Another fun fact as he grew up watching Disney movies, he has a passion for singing and dancing and does it for very special events. In Battle, he usually uses a Splattershot Jr, Rapid Blaster Deco, and Splatterscope.
Name: Nagisa Rhode
Race: Octoling
Age: 14
Apperance: A regular old Octoling in terms of apperance, but wears a
, a , and a.Backstory: Nagisa was originally doing training for the battle with Agent 3 and the others, but her training ceased after Octavio's defeat. As a result she's one of the first few Octolings to be selected for the Octoling Exchange Act due to having no parents. Nagisa is a shy individual, and being around Inklings didn't exactly help matters. When Jesse met her for the first time, he knew that she would have a really hard time being in public places, so he offered to be her "older brother" in terms of guidance. As a result, Nagisa felt a deep connection with Jesse, and they end up doing many things together as a group. Nagisa uses a Luna Blaster, Dual Squelcher and the Carbon Roller Deco as her main weapons of choice.
Quibblingsun86
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Cool idea! What was your inspiration for it?(not to probe or anything)
MacSmitty
Inkling Cadet
Well the "Octoling Exchange Act" was based on the "Interspecies Exchange Act" from Daily Life with Monster Girls. I also guessed that the Octolings taking the Great Zapfish caused the Inklings government to act upon it after the Great Zapfish was returned. It's basically an attempt to include Octolings in Inkling society realistically.
Quibblingsun86
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It sounds like a good idea! In zap fish academy, touya's sister is an octoling, so your idea really intruiges me.
MacSmitty
Inkling Cadet
Well you can use for your future Octoling characters if you want.
Quibblingsun86
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Thnx! If one of the gms approve my post in ZA, then Katie will be joining touya soon!
ayyumeme
Inkster Jr.
I actually have three OC's, 2 inklings and one octoling, but the octoling is is under development. You get the inklings for now, though.
Name: Neri Saito
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Birthday: June 17
Relations: Only 2, she has a boyfriend(one of my friend's OCs,) and a twin brother(Mako.)
Appearance: Neri is an orange inkling with magenta eyes. Her tentacles are that of a normal female inkling. She normally wears the school uniform/shoes and the retro specs. She is also noticeable shorter than most inklings.
Personality: Neri is very shy and anxious, and she rarely speaks at all. She especially hates attention from inklings she doesn't know. However, said attention is somewhat difficult for her to avoid due to her being a particularly high-ranked inkling. It is also incredibly difficult for her to make friends. She is very sensitive, and it is possible for minor things like poking fun or slight teasing to hurt her feelings.
Aaand here's her brother.
Name: Mako Saito
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Birthday: June 17
Relations: 1, his sister Neri.
Appearance: Like Neri, Mako is an orange inkling with magenta eyes. His tentacles are tied in a ponytail, but they're swept to the side. He also has fairly long bangs that hang maybe halfway down his face. He wears the camo hoodie(unzipped, white anchor tee underneath), backwards cap, and (forget the name of them, but they're made by krak-on and are red converse).
Personality: Contrary to his sister, Mako is extremely friendly, and he loves making new friends. However, many of the things he does could be described as dorky. He is very immature, and it's hard for him to take things seriously. He loves to make inappropriate jokes, and he does so quite often.
Don't have any refs of them as of now, hopefully my descriptions were enough! Also, if you have any tips or criticism, don't be afraid to tell me. I'd love to hear how I can improve them!
Name: Neri Saito
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Birthday: June 17
Relations: Only 2, she has a boyfriend(one of my friend's OCs,) and a twin brother(Mako.)
Appearance: Neri is an orange inkling with magenta eyes. Her tentacles are that of a normal female inkling. She normally wears the school uniform/shoes and the retro specs. She is also noticeable shorter than most inklings.
Personality: Neri is very shy and anxious, and she rarely speaks at all. She especially hates attention from inklings she doesn't know. However, said attention is somewhat difficult for her to avoid due to her being a particularly high-ranked inkling. It is also incredibly difficult for her to make friends. She is very sensitive, and it is possible for minor things like poking fun or slight teasing to hurt her feelings.
Aaand here's her brother.
Name: Mako Saito
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Birthday: June 17
Relations: 1, his sister Neri.
Appearance: Like Neri, Mako is an orange inkling with magenta eyes. His tentacles are tied in a ponytail, but they're swept to the side. He also has fairly long bangs that hang maybe halfway down his face. He wears the camo hoodie(unzipped, white anchor tee underneath), backwards cap, and (forget the name of them, but they're made by krak-on and are red converse).
Personality: Contrary to his sister, Mako is extremely friendly, and he loves making new friends. However, many of the things he does could be described as dorky. He is very immature, and it's hard for him to take things seriously. He loves to make inappropriate jokes, and he does so quite often.
Don't have any refs of them as of now, hopefully my descriptions were enough! Also, if you have any tips or criticism, don't be afraid to tell me. I'd love to hear how I can improve them!
Zero Meddler
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Because I'd rather show than tell, here's an image on my Splatoon OC. I don't have much developed at the moment but I'll provide what I can.
Name(s): Nia Anders
Age: 22 (As depicted in the photo.)
Race: Inkling
Appearance: (See drawing)
Backstory: At this point time, Nia is a part of a successful team and is one of few Inklings who still uses Gen 1 weapons (Gen 1 being the current set in the game. Battles have dramatically changed since she started 8 years ago with team sizes changing from 4 to 6, new modes and variations of them, new locations to battle on, and even new weapons and specials.)
She likes to support her teammates with the Splattershot Jr. (her main) and long range shooters (the Dual Squelcher being her first choice).
I'll add more once I get around to it but this is what I have for now. XD
Name(s): Nia Anders
Age: 22 (As depicted in the photo.)
Race: Inkling
Appearance: (See drawing)
Backstory: At this point time, Nia is a part of a successful team and is one of few Inklings who still uses Gen 1 weapons (Gen 1 being the current set in the game. Battles have dramatically changed since she started 8 years ago with team sizes changing from 4 to 6, new modes and variations of them, new locations to battle on, and even new weapons and specials.)
She likes to support her teammates with the Splattershot Jr. (her main) and long range shooters (the Dual Squelcher being her first choice).
I'll add more once I get around to it but this is what I have for now. XD