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ittybittymusebox2025-05-02 10:22 pm
🦑 STAY FRESH 🐙
It's an OPEN RP POST for all characters from Nintendo's Splatoon series! Any character and any iteration of canon are welcome, as are OCs. Multiples of characters are A-OK! You don't need to know me (Carrie) to play, either. Absolutely everyone is welcome and you're encouraged to share this post around! There's no expiration date on it, either, so feel free to stop by whenever and generally take your time with tags.
These absolutely aren't mandatory, but if you'd like a starting off point, here are some (really simple because look writing this takes a lot of effort okay) ideas and set pieces:
HANGIN' IN THE HUB
There's plenty to do in the various hub areas throughout Inkopolis! Visit a food truck, play tableturf with one another, compare weapons or try on some new clothes!
THE SHOAL
Does anyone actually do local multiplayer? A popular amusement venue - come play some games! Arcade games, dance games, crane games. We've got ya covered!
TURF WAR ET AL
I don't know if any of you are mad lads enough to RP an actual match (of any mode, not just turf!) but if you wanted to do a little vignette during one that might be fun! DRAMA, SUSPENSE, SPLATS!
AFTER A MATCH
GG! Did your team manage a win, or was it a crushing defeat? You and your teammates or the opposing team are hanging out after a turf war (or other mode of your choice.)
SALMON RUN
Part time work for fun(?) and profit! Work together and get! The Eggs! In the Basket!
SPLATFEST
It's party time! Are you enjoying the music? Are you one of the ones performing it? Or are you just debating with someone over which team is clearly superior??
WILDCARD
I'm not the cops. The sky is the limit so long as you're stayin' fresh. Maybe I'll add more prompts later.
1. Drop a toplevel with your character's name. You can do blank TLs if you wish but a starter of some sort or what you're looking to play might not hurt!
2. Tag around other people!
3. Have fun and be excellent to one another!!
Acht | OTA
[No one would ever dare accuse a bustling city like Splatsville quite by any measure, but to Acht the sounds were a literal symphony. The clopping of footsteps against the pavement. The clatter of doors opening and closing. The whir of wall units desperately keeping a room cool. Even the distant echo of Chripy Chips coming Hotlantis came together to bring forth a layer of sounds for Acht to hear.]
[Their head bops from side to side taking everything in. On occasion their mouth beatboxes rhythms in an all-too-fleeting attempt to set tempo to the chaos. It was cacophanic and messy, but oh cod was it fascinating.]
Hey. [They turn to face the nearest passerby with the subtlety of a gunshot from an alley.] ...you got something to write with? I got a tune in mind and I don't want to forget it.
2. A Different Kind of Arena (Shoal)
[Their splatting days were long over, and Acht had sworn that they wouldn't hold another weapon otherwise if they could avoid it. Yet burning within her pride as an Octoling was alive and well, which they just now realized after burning their eighth straight local at Squid Beatz 3. At first their only interest was to listen to a variety of surface musicians for a few G, but the rhythmic patterns really spoke to Acht. Hmn. Maybe their next track will have dancing in place as a central theme.]
[The song ends and their head shifts slightly to their competitor. A hard-pressed fight but one whose victory was assured nearly half-way through. They even risk a smile as they address their competition.] Not bad. You're going to have to try harder than that to best me. You admit defeat or are you paying for the next round too?
3. Back Alley Beat (Splatfest)
[Acht wasn't good with crowds.]
[Oh, they loved the music and was feeling the vibes that the idol groups were putting out, but their agoraphobia and social phobia hit all new levels that getting close to the fun wasn't going to happen. Still, the energy and excitement was palpable and they wanted to get as close as they felt comfortable. Which meant a blacked back alley well away from most everything.]
[Still, it wasn't enough to listen, they wanted to play. And what better piece than the song of freedom? They could think of no better tribute to the ones that helped them get here.]
[This one goes out to friendship.]
Stir Fry (Wildcard)
((Have an idea? Hit me up! They're not the most social octo but they would enjoy the company.))
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It's really just coincidence that he was taking a break from the festival itself to rest his feet and get a moment to breathe. He's not anywhere near as introverted as Acht, but he can still get totally overwhelmed by this many people. But maybe something in him chose right now to step away because he can just feel Ebb and Flow about to start.
As he's drawn to the alley, Acht might see him motion to some of the friends he's made playing Turf War. Seems he's bringing them an audience. Hope they don't mind.]
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[They couldn't help but smirk.]
[Rather than feel trapped and confined, they think back to the times when they hid away in the furthest recesses of the dome, playing music for themselves. Slowly other Octarians began trickling in too: the castoffs and misfits in the Octarian regime. Whose to say a sanctuary has to be isolated? As though embolden with the new sounds, Acht adds a few new flourishes to the beat, remixing the remix into something new, something fuller. Fresher. They take a moment to look over to Eight, their eyes casting a question to him to ask 'So, now what do you want to do?' A challenge and encouragement to keep from idling at the sidelines and to be.]
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He sees Acht smirk at him, daring him to...what, exactly? His brow furrows for a second. What does he want to do?
...He heard their music in the lonely depts of the metro. Their music saved him in the darkest moment in the Spire of Order, the only witnesses being Pearl, Marina, and Smollusk. What a shame to be the only one who knows.
He realizes what he wants: to let Acht have their moment in the sun, let people appreciate his friend the way he does.
He steps out of the alley for a moment, lets Cash change hands, and comes back with glowsticks and glowrings and those tacky ladder shades and inkfish to give them to. NOW it's a rave.]
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[They lean into a thin ribbon mic -- a new installation recommended by Pearl and encouraged by Marina. They had to insist on ditching the golden crown on top though, to no end of annoyance from a certain pygmy squid.] Getting a good crown goin'. How we all feelin'? You all enjoying splatfest? Whether you're a Morning Person, Ambitious Afternooner, or Night Owl, It's Time. To. Party.
[And true to their word they crank up the tune and hand out their liveliest beats, opening with #9 party, continuing with #14 crush, and closing it out with #11 above.]
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...Has he ever really gotten to be just...lost in Acht's music before? He doesn't think so. There was always a test to complete, or an enemy to splat, or a world to save while they were performing.
Dancing to make up for lost time. There's a poem in that somewhere.
For now though, he closes his eyes and just lets himself move. If he's going to change his associations with this music, he's going to let it wash over him completely.]
3 sorry for the delay in reposting this phbhffhft
She's walking the grounds when a familiar tune perks up her ears. She follows it carefully towards the alleyway, already having a good idea what she'll find at its end. She doesn't speak up as she enters, doesn't interrupt the song, though her eyes do light up with a kind familiarity when they settle on Acht. She simply listens with a small smile on her face.]