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got settled in at the campgrounds for my volunteer work, this year we're hosting a theater camp. it's always interesting to see what's trendy and popular among the campers when they first get bussed over here. nearly everyone had these squishy mudmouth keychains on their bags filled with colored gel and they have little plastic shapes floating inside them. they remind me a lot of those toys that were popular when i was growing up where it was just the tube with the hole in them instead of it being shaped and oh my goodness i'm going to have to repeat my mudmouth safety lecture to these kids so many times aren't i

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i own a food truck and salmon run for extra money. its fun! but dahlia won't let me cause she thinks im getting worse or whatever

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there is the faint sound of something rustling around in the break room. It sounded like plastic wrappers perhaps? Also a fin tapping against the glass of a vending machine.

Something fishy was going on…

[ @friend-of-inkfish ]

A loud sigh, before the manager reached behind her desk for a broom sitting in a bucket.

"GO. GO ON. GET. GET OUT. I KNOW IT'S YOU, TAMMIE. OUT."

[fenneladeline]

ok, uh- making another post to show the memcakes I got before the phone! Not too many so far, these are all from line H

Camera shutter quickly goes click- Just one problem: I look solemn! I forgot to smile in the pic!

Ear, eye, smile, eye, ear, thumbs up! Emotions spill, this fits the bill My expression made a mock-up.

Wake up, yawn, grab my favorite mug The coffee pours and stops my snores Morning shift starts soon, time to chug

[fenneladeline]

"Oh, you. You were at the fight with Mitra, weren't you?"

She sighed.

"Well, I suppose I can't exactly stop you know. But just know you're under Grizzco jurisdiction right now. Don't do anything stupid."

( @friend-of-inkfish )

Hi! Bringing some workers to Sockeye Station. Don’t worry about paying me, I’m keeping watch on them.

Anything I need to know, whoever is on the other side of this radio?

. . . . . . ?

"Uhh, who am I speaking to exactly...? This is not standard operating communication procedure."

[fenneladeline]

Looking for Splatoon RP mutuals! :3

like/reblogs ok

[fenneladeline]

( @friend-of-inkfish )

Hi! Bringing some workers to Sockeye Station. Don’t worry about paying me, I’m keeping watch on them.

Anything I need to know, whoever is on the other side of this radio?

. . . . . . ?

"Uhh, who am I speaking to exactly...? This is not standard operating communication procedure."

[fenneladeline]

Blog Lore (my ass attempt at explaining everything)

I wanted to make this for the sake of keeping everything in line and whatnot with the fic this blog is based on.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62270637

As some of you might know, Riiko and this blog as a whole is based on my fic “May I offer you an egg in these trying times” and the sequel “the ordeal of being you”. Im currently in the process of rewriting it, so only the rewrite will be considered canon to this bc I’m changing a lot of shit. Mainly making emperor less of a dick (redemption wooo!). It’ll be a lot less sad then the original but still a bit of angst.

In short, Riiko Ida is Pearl and Marinas biological oopsie baby who was born shortly after Grand Fest. Riiko is 13 at the time of the ask blog, so it takes place a short time into the future.

[fenneladeline]

berkett☆

humankin + zapfishkin

i use a chumblr extention that generates human-looking posts that are then translated into inkling for your viewing pleasure. if you arent into that sort of thing block my tag for it.

yes i actually speak ancient english. no i cannot teach you. i am kind of stupit❤️

9/10/22♡🐍

#thought bubble - my original posts

#yeah! - reblogs

#humanposting - generated human posts

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splatnet's secondhand market has the audacity of showing me this listing expecting me to drop 100k on a pair of shoes and the reseller doesn't even ship to the splatlands

yellow text reads "listed 14 hours ago" and the text next to the rockenberg logo reads "pearl punk crowns"

since i'm unwell and chose to depict seo bait in a fake screenshot when i'm still on a borrowed laptop and can't install fonts and thus had to copypaste individual letters instead:

mint condition rockenberg pearl punk crowns size 7 1/2 original shoelaces laces springfest april 2019 hare tortoise limited edition rare item rockin crown kroontjespunkschoenen pearl houzuki hime lorelei perla pearlie royalga mc princess perlovka off the hook tentacools cephalopop damp socks busy vacation inkopolis news pearl scout himeito dear pearl ink saver main

believe it or not the original draft of that used to be longer

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Complaints in the trash....? Oh, wait, that was uh. That was me. Woops. Paperwork gets too much and sometimes you just wanna toss it all out, y'know?

.....I'm usually more competent than this I swear. This is a terrible first impression with an employee.

fuck grizz co like actually 😭

what happens when they dont pay 4 work related injuries

(@20percentcoolerjacket)

Ah, thank you for using more proper channels to report your frustrations.

File your claims again and I’ll make sure they don’t somehow magically end up in the trash.

Really don’t know how things get there.

[fenneladeline]

"Right, Killian..."

Fennel sighed.

"I still have nightmares about her-, him? Them? Whoever. I'll admit, it's still hard to believe. I spent so long obsessed with finding Hope and getting justice for both Lori and myself, it drove me mad. I think it's going to take a while to adjust to Hope not being the actual culprit."

A door opens, slowly but not quietly. In all fairness, she's not trying to be quiet.

A few measured steps. Any normal employee in a normal situation shouldn't be back here. But this wasn't a normal situation, was it?

". . . . . So, did you keep my desk clean, at least?"

The Ex-Manager smirked.

@fenneladeline

The smaller inkling turned on her heels immediately, a smile quickly growing on her face.

“F-Fennel. You’re here. I—“ she stopped talking and immediately ran over and hugged her tightly.

[fenneladeline]

"Lost his arm? Fuckin hell, feel bad for the guy. I'll make sure he ain't on the job till he gets used to it, don't want him getting himself hurt again."

She moved around a couple things on the desk, dusting off her name standee.

"Heh, once I bring in all my junk from the home office it'll be like I never left. 'M sure Lori will be happy for me too, but I have to admit I'm a little anxious about being out of the house for so long now. I've been... I've been thinking of asking her if she wants to enroll in a school maybe. It'd at the very least keep her busy while I'm working."

A door opens, slowly but not quietly. In all fairness, she's not trying to be quiet.

A few measured steps. Any normal employee in a normal situation shouldn't be back here. But this wasn't a normal situation, was it?

". . . . . So, did you keep my desk clean, at least?"

The Ex-Manager smirked.

@fenneladeline

The smaller inkling turned on her heels immediately, a smile quickly growing on her face.

“F-Fennel. You’re here. I—“ she stopped talking and immediately ran over and hugged her tightly.

[fenneladeline]

"Ugh, well, as long as he's fine now, I guess..."

She paused.

"Speaking of, how is he? I haven't heard from him since we stopped the end of the world. Huh, we did do that, didn't we? Wild sentence."

A door opens, slowly but not quietly. In all fairness, she's not trying to be quiet.

A few measured steps. Any normal employee in a normal situation shouldn't be back here. But this wasn't a normal situation, was it?

". . . . . So, did you keep my desk clean, at least?"

The Ex-Manager smirked.

@fenneladeline

The smaller inkling turned on her heels immediately, a smile quickly growing on her face.

“F-Fennel. You’re here. I—“ she stopped talking and immediately ran over and hugged her tightly.

[fenneladeline]

"That asshole tried to take my job??? Oh, that bastard! I've got quite a few choice words for him in my first company letter, ugh."

She sighed, before perking up again.

"No matter! I uh, brought all my stuff with me I would need to get set back up. Yknow, office shit. Had it all brought home and my desk cleared out after I resigned, but now I can put it all back where it belo-"

She paused for a moment, looking at the desk before tilting her head.

"Roe, why is the ashtray still there?"

A door opens, slowly but not quietly. In all fairness, she's not trying to be quiet.

A few measured steps. Any normal employee in a normal situation shouldn't be back here. But this wasn't a normal situation, was it?

". . . . . So, did you keep my desk clean, at least?"

The Ex-Manager smirked.

@fenneladeline

The smaller inkling turned on her heels immediately, a smile quickly growing on her face.

“F-Fennel. You’re here. I—“ she stopped talking and immediately ran over and hugged her tightly.

[fenneladeline]

She smiled genuinely at Roe. A rare sight, indeed!

"I'd be more than happy to join you there. I don't know if I can keep up with you kids and all your newfangled ideas, seeing how clearly old fashioned my perspective is, but maybe there's still a thing or two I could teach y'all, I bet."

She smirked... before breaking down laughing.

"Heh, Cod, I missed this..."

A door opens, slowly but not quietly. In all fairness, she's not trying to be quiet.

A few measured steps. Any normal employee in a normal situation shouldn't be back here. But this wasn't a normal situation, was it?

". . . . . So, did you keep my desk clean, at least?"

The Ex-Manager smirked.

@fenneladeline

The smaller inkling turned on her heels immediately, a smile quickly growing on her face.

“F-Fennel. You’re here. I—“ she stopped talking and immediately ran over and hugged her tightly.

[fenneladeline]

She returned the hug instantly, wrapping her arms around Roe.

"Heh, been a while, hasn't it?"

She reached an arm around the back of her own head to rub it, nervously.

"You uh... you still need the Manager position filled?"

A door opens, slowly but not quietly. In all fairness, she's not trying to be quiet.

A few measured steps. Any normal employee in a normal situation shouldn't be back here. But this wasn't a normal situation, was it?

". . . . . So, did you keep my desk clean, at least?"

The Ex-Manager smirked.

@fenneladeline

The smaller inkling turned on her heels immediately, a smile quickly growing on her face.

“F-Fennel. You’re here. I—“ she stopped talking and immediately ran over and hugged her tightly.