Splatoon RP Chapter 2 - Agent 3's Identity

Inks sighs as he walks with Dart. "You talk to that boring girl during school and she keeps harassing you everywhere." He mumbles still annoyed. His free hand rubbing the back of his head. "Eh, same. Callie started talkin' to me and hasn't since. Don't get me wrong, they're nice and all, but sometimes they just go too far... heh." Dart couldn't hide the fact that Callie may have been right. Ignoring the thought, she shook her head as they approached a workshop not too far from the plaza. Inks grunts slightly as he gets flashbacks of Marie always being near or too close to him at school, he did like her singing with her cousin, before he knows he he is throwing a really disgusted face without realizing. They stand at the workshop, he looks around still having the disgusting face. "Oi, they're gone. No need to still be grumpy, pfff." Dart smirked, taking the roller and placing it onto a table inside. The workshop wasn't run by anyone in town. Perhaps it was Dart's personal shop. Inks notices his grumpy face in a mirror and shakes it turning it back to normal, he sits down on an office chair and spins around letting Dart fix up his roller.

"That's right, I heard you and Callie talking about someone called Daggz?" Inks starts playing with his slashed ear. Dart began by removing the older roller piece, placing it aside while she headed for a back room, "Yeah, Daggz is kinda my adopted dad." She walked back out with a more durable roller with more sheen to it. "He's usually out of town, so I'm stuck at home doin' work. Since he's been back, I've been able to have free time to myself."
 
Inks keeps slowly spinning and notices some familiar items. "Wait, you're an Agent?" He looks surprised at Dart and then crosses his legs and starts thinking deeply. "But if the Blapper Twins, were Agent 1 and 2... And, and that Old Cuttlefish said I was Agent 3..." "Argh, what the hell is going on?!" Inks shouts holding his head! Dart flinches from his sudden shouting, raising her hands in defense, "Hey, hey, easy! I'm not really an agent like those two. I'm somethin' a bit more subtle." She wanted to say more, but she continued her work on his roller, even giving it a clean-up while attaching the new part. Almost blanking out Inks recovers and sighs. "You're lucky, I had to fight all those damn Octarians and their commanders and that damn DJ..." Inks flashbacks as he hears the annoying Octarian shouting and the laughing and dear god the Hipster rocket! "DJ Octavio? Yeah, his beats are pretty sick, but he's just a straight up asshole. I would've fought him, but I guess ya beat me to it, pfff."
 
 

After Dart finished up his roller, she would lay it on the floor to test its rolling speed and precision. She twirled it in her hand and held it in a stance before looking to him, "Well, yer roller should be good as new. Come try it." Inks jumps from the chair and walks to Dart. "Well you're Lucky you weren't there, I'm pretty sure those Octolings were starting a revolution when I beat him." He takes the roller and starts zipping really fast around feeling the roller responding smoothly. "Great, this is better than any of the weapons I could test at that Minion's shop." At least the shop was big enough for that. Dart grinned and put her hands on her hips, "Glad ya like it. I've been tuning weapons for a few years. Learned all my tricks from my main job, so there's nothin' to it. If ya ever need to tune yer weapons, just ask me." "Oh, I will, that Minion will never get me as a customer again for tune-ups." He folds the Roller up and puts it on his back. He walks to Dart and looks at her for a while. "Well, let's head back, I don't feel like losing the Tournament." He suddenly says and heads towards the door. Dart agrees, heading out with her brush back to the tournament grounds. Once there, the announcer was just judging the last match before their own was next.

"Welp, looks like we're up next. Where's--" "Over here!" Shouted A, who was standing with B over in the lobby. A and B wave their arms at them. Inks whispers to Dart. "Do you think those two?" A stares at Inks probably figuring out what he is saying and pouts. Inks looks away mumbling to himself a bit trying to avoid suspicion, "I don't know what your plan this time is Dart, but... I'm just heading in again, pissing off the enemy team." Inks says putting his hands behind his head sitting his ass on the lobby bench. "Like I said, I don't have a plan this time. Just go in and do whatever!" Dart grinned. A and B nodded in agreement, jumping with excitement as they prepared their shooter weapons for their match. "Besides, that first plan was just a test. I figured a plan wouldn't be needed with a team like this." Inks blinks looking at Dart. "Don't you think those two flunkies would be properly named than?" He points at A and B. "Oh right." Dart chuckled, "I asked them while you were nappin' earlier. Their names are actually Atlas and Byrt. Ironic with the letters, right?" "You're kidding me right? You guys are kidding me, RIGHT?!" Inks getting slightly annoyed and points at Atlas and Byrt. "I've been calling you two A and B and you two didn't mind?!" He stomps towards them looking at each of them. "Which of you is Atlas and which is Byrt?"
Atlas raised her hand and smiled, "I'm Atlas! And... eheh, yeah, we didn't say anything because we thought it was just a nickname for us. Hehe.~" "I'm Byrt. Yeeeah, agreed." Byrt scratched his ear and grinned, "My sister and I get that quite a lot." Dart kept her grin and laughed behind Inks, "Hey, it all worked out." Inks looks at them in disbelief and then sighs walking away almost like he drags his body away. "Let's just finish this match." He wanders towards the spawn point and teleports away towards the stage with an annoyed growl. Dart blinks as the Inkling walked off, tilting her puzzled head before urging the others to follow. The team reached the end spawn of the map, where their team ink happened to be orange, while the other was blue. Atlas and Byrt high fived one another, then looked ahead of Dart and Inks to see the open playing field. "Just a few seconds..."
The announcer, "Ready..?"
 
 

"GO!"
The start signal sounds off, Inks shoots forward knowing Dart is going her own path. He starts inking everything near him and hides in the ink following Byrt as he creates a path for him with occasional popping out inking more of the area. "Keep going, I'll keep on the look." Inks whispers as he checks out the surroundings. He notices an opponent sneaking up. "At 4 o'clock, dive away and shoot." Byrt felt his ears flick as he was spoken to, giving a simple 'hmph' as a response. Moments later, he dove in a front flip to the side, only to shoot straight towards the sneaking opponent with his Squelcher, splattering them. Meanwhile, Dart and Atlas make their way to the opposite side of the map, taking down one opponent before beginning to ink their territory with a brush and an Aerospray. After splatting the opponent, Inks jumps out and starts to ink the surrounding again. "Not bad at all, B." Inks smirks as he shoots by B and rams the Roller into the just splatted opponent, Super Jumping opponent splatting him right away. "Watch your surroundings, there is another one hiding around here." He says to Byrt, Byrt getting more used to Inks' communication style nods and looks around ready to shoot at any suspicious movement. Byrt wasn't much of a talker on the field, but at least he was able to speak. His eyes danced around, trying to get a read on the land. Moments later, he turned around, hearing a sound of ink movement. "There. They have nowhere to go." The ink was indeed suspicious, as the entire corner was just in the other team ink, with their own covering enough to trap them. Shooting over the area inking every little spot, he dashes towards the enemy's side. "Splat him and head this side before another one Super Jumps!" Inks shouts as he jumps back into squid form and sneaks further. He inspects the surrounding and notices no one, he opens his mouth letting a squid echo sound off. "To me!" it echoes towards his teammates, ready to splat and humiliate the opposing team. Byrt did so with very few shots of his Squelcher, heading over to Inks soon after. Dart's ears flicked after hearing the echo. She grinned and urged Atlas to follow, "Let's go!" With how quick their swimming speed was, it didn't take long for the girls to catch up.
 
Watching the others catch up to him also hidden in squid form. "We got a couple of seconds left, let's totally dominate them, no part uninked." He splats out of the inks and swings his roller against the ground feeling it jiggle rather slam and dashes forward. With her speedy brush, Dart also dashes ahead, stopping every second or two to splatter the other team opponents that dared to come across them. Atlas and Byrt even took the sides to throw ink around to areas that were uninked. It seemed like forever, but the siren to call the match to a stop finally sounded. The teams stopped and the results were in. It was clear that the entire area was dominated by their orange ink. As he watches the opponents getting splatted, Inks heads towards their respawn point, mocking them as he inks their shielded off territory more. "Kraken!" Inks shouts turning into the Kraken form and starts swimming around the respawn point keeping the enemy at bay. The siren sounds off right before Inks turns back to normal, he walks back to his team with a smirk. "Well another one bites the ink." Atlas and Byrt high five again, both yelling "YEAH!" as they headed to their spawn. Dart herself even grinned, laughing heartily as they enjoyed their victory even to the lobby. The Inklings waiting there all began to cheer for the winning team, most chanting the names of the team members. Some chanted Inks, some Dart, and a few others even went to Atlas and Byrt to cheer with. Hearing the cheering, Inks can't help but let an honest smile escape before heading back to the lobby as he complains about Byrt given him an attitude. Inks gives Byrt a soft punch on the shoulder before disappearing towards the lobby. Byrt had to grin at his teammate, not having this much praise in a while. Once Inks got to the lobby, Dart was off towards the opposite side of the room, admiring the smile on the male before turning away to talk with the other Inklings.

Only one match remained before the finals.