#splatoon rp

[unsung-scrolls]

A deathly chill loomed over the fog-covered waters as the N.S.S. Mudskipper chopped across the bay. Except for the steady buzz of the massive propeller moving the boat forward, all was quiet. There was a mission to be done, and the Captain, Sango Squidbeak Cuttlefish, was the one to do it.

No cell signal out here, from the looks of it. Good thing Sango could use their radio if backup was necessary. Since this was near the Splatlands, they could most likely call in Agent 3 in the case of an emergency.

The stern Inkling gripped their Bamboozler and peered out as far into the fog as they could. Fortunately, as that Salmonid, "Tammie", said, the visibility in the area was better than usual. Soon enough, they would land at the shore of the site and meet up with Tammie and whomever else was joining the investigation.

...

There was a storm brewing... and as good ol' Gramps would say, Sango could feel it in their cuttles.

[noveloctoling]

hell yea fuck grizzco

(from @angelcake-spl!)

LETS FUCKING GOOOOO

[sourscrap]

17+ SPLATOON RP SERVER

So I made a Splatoon RP server for 17+ people. It's very new so there are loads of characters open and we give a lot of creative freedom on how you characterise as long as you're not out of character as far as canon goes! - OCs are also accepted and encouraged (and don't take up a character slot!)

THIS SERVER IS 17+ NOW BC PPL WERE WEIRD N TRYNA SNEAK IN. THIS IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS 😭😭

[color-guard-offishial]

🐙March on!🦑

Hello Chumblr! I'm MAJOR-8, vocalist and songwriter of Color Guard. You may already know us from our genre-blending music or from our news segments, but if you don't, it's good to have you here anyway! Welcome!

Name's SANG-0. I do guitar, mixing, and whatever else Major ain't doing. If you saw that album cover where my name was spelled with an "F" by mistake, no you didn't ;>

We'll both be posting with updates whenever we can, so stay tuned for that!

[goldenrotations]

[ @fenneladeline ]

“Hey Fennel, I’m here.” Roe spoke softly as she entered her home, “I kinda splurged on snacks at Makomart, and was wondering if you and Lori wanted to share some.”

[uni-personal-blog]

Well, I'm more or less all better now! I still have no idea why my sensors were acting up... It was so scary!! Nothing to tell me where I was, and I was constantly bumping into things. At one point, I fell right out of the sky and had to aimlessly stumble around what I think were the back alleyways of the city, hoping I'd end up in the Grizzco building and not somewhere completely different...

I think Li'l Judd helped me at some point, wriggling around and trying to drag me in the right direction. I wish I could tell him how grateful I am for his help, but unfortunately, I am unable to receive telepathic messages because I am an AI and lack a real, organic brain.

Null has been more anxious than ever. No matter how many times I tell her I'm sorry for worrying her, it doesn't help. She doesn't want me leaving home anymore, and she told Void to keep an eye on me more often. I understand that they're looking out for my safety, but it still feels confining.

As for the golden egg thing, I gave them to Null's cousins. They weren't too keen about how I got them through Grizzco, but I reassured them that it's okay, because the Octarians need it more than Grizzco does! It's like I said about stealing from the rich...

Hopefully it's enough. All I want is for my efforts to have ended with one good thing. Is that too much to ask?

[miosangel]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGEL 😭😭😭

I don't know your background, but I don't need to. You came to Inkopolis all alone and lost. I found you on a bench having what seemed to be a mid life crisis xD. And since then we clicked. We've lived together since the Squid Sisters news days and we've been inseperable since.

Anyways thanks to the random squid kid who took our photo for us :]

[c0l0rgraph1c]

having a debate with the other guys, need it settled

-- Mod Void

[octomemories]

Eight silently made her way through the crowded Inkopolis streets, staring out at the Inklings and Octolings cheerfully celebrating the Splatfest.

This was a terrible idea... There was no way The Right Person For The Job would just happen to grow bored of the festivities and join some random young woman in her search for Sango. It was absurd! But everyone else she could've asked was either busy or asleep, and something about running off alone without even a little guidance... Well, this crazy, aimless search for a sidekick would at least give her some time to get her head in the right space to actually enact the rescue mission.

That's what she was hoping, anyway...

[diaphanous-singularity]

*363 walks through the lobby, looking around in awe. it‘s so bright… brighter than anything meow has seen before.*

I can‘t wait to see everyone… especially 477!!! I just gotta figure out what a theory hole is supposed to be…

*She stops for a moment, thinking.*

I hope she still likes me when she meets me in purr-son…

*finally, they see the theory hole – well, they‘re not sure, but it‘s a hole, so it‘s probably right. She excitedly runs up to it.*

Hello!!! Hi!!!

[commanders-quarters]

CALLING ALL SPLATOON RP ACCOUNTS!!

haiii! i’m vivian :-) i run dis here commander tartar rp blog!!!

i don’t mind glancing at ask blogs too, but i’m mostly looking for accs that’ll be more geared towards writing!!! i’m an experienced roleplayer and i like to write a bunch :-P

I NEED MY TARTAR TO INTERACT WITH MORE FOLKS DURING THE COOLDOWN PERIOD OF THE ACTUAL ASK BLOG… SO ERM!!!!!!

SPLATOON RP BLOGS KINDLY REBLOG THIS POST AND I’LL TAKE A PEEK AT U HAIIII ^.^ let us BOUNCE TO DA OUNCE ‼️‼️

[molalom]

🐻 HELLO TO ALL OF MORAY'S FOLLOWERS! YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THIS GUY'S SAD LITTLE HEALTH PROBLEM ANYMORE BECAUSE I'M CURING HIM! FEEL FREE TO COME JOIN US AT THAT ONE TOWER IN SPLATSVILLE (YOU KNOW THE ONE) AND I CAN FIX YOU TOO!

[noveloctoling]

WHAT THE FUCK WHY IS IT SNOWING

WHY IS IT SNOWING

HOW DID I MISS THE FACT THAT IT SNOWS IN SPLATSVILLE??

IM COLD, IM SO COLD. The lobby is nice and warm but ITS COLD. WHY IS IT COLD. I LIKE BEING WARM??? HELLO??

anyways team presents and my ink looks like yogurt, it probably tastes like yogurt too. Looks very sweet and surgery, like you added sugar to yogurt. Idk i have a taste in my mouth that describes this ink but i can't describe it accurately.

I wish i brought my jacket ITS COLD

see y'all in splatfest i guess

[fenneladeline]

It was over. Thank fuck, it was over.

Fennel wiped her forehead as she packed up her radio equipment back into its travel cases, the rest of the GDA helping with clean up as well.

In total, they nabbed roughly 1,500 or so Golden Eggs, she reckoned, not counting the ones they also happened to steal from some unattented Grizzco baskets. About 600 of those were being kept and sold to cover the cost of operations as well as hopefully fund some upgrades for the team. This event was an eye opener for just how outdated they're equipment was.

The other 900 were going to Cubby, for whatever the hell she wanted them for. Fennel had her suspicions, but ultimately it was worth it. Having her not active during this cleared a good chunk of uncontrollable variables. Fennel liked having things under her control.

She reckoned this went pretty well, all things considered. She proved her forces effectiveness, made an impression on Roe, and was growing to trust Calypso more. All but one of her goals were accomplished.

That last goal being, of course, dealing with Hope. She hadn't shown up at all, she thought. There were a couple times Fennel swore she saw her stalking her but she pegged that on her going a little stir crazy. That didn't rule out the possibility she had met Lori, but she was pretty certain Hope wouldn't just want to see her, the spiteful bastard. If Hope had been here, she would've interacted with Fennel in some way. Plain and simple.

That did raise the question though, where did Lori go off to? She made a pretty clear point of opposing Fennel's plans but she hadn't shown up all weekend, and she was starting to get worried.

Once the final pieces were loaded up and Fennel waved the rest of her team off (not before slipping a couple thousand worth of bills to Marnie for her efforts, of course.) Fennel set off towards the now mostly abandoned theme park, hoping to sneak past the remaining Grizzco teams cleaning up and find Lori.

[friend-of-inkfish]

Oh! Hello there. Don’t be alarmed, this is only the head of a steel eel. It is defunct and can’t hurt you. See? Your safe. Wonder why you are over here at this beach. You can’t swim without getting hurt and this isn’t your working location. Oh well. If I must assist you to get you back to your home, I will.

You and I aren’t that different, inkfish. You slaughter my people, but it seems you all are tired and don’t even like the risk. I hope one day we won’t be at odds with each other.

…

You know. I like to sit up here and look at the skies. I know it’s different than what your use to, but to me, it’s beautiful. It’s home.