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“Sometimes, an Octoling wants to sleep!”

“...That is not happening, haha~”

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“That’s good!” Bobble said, placing her Slosher onto her lap. Her head tilted slightly upwards to ‘meet’ Amilea’s gaze. As the other talked about the strategy that the Octarians use and how it differed from how the squids’ strategy worked. Intruiging! Bobble could use some precise methods in her life.

At the gesture Amilea made at her entire body, Bobble broke out into a laugh, before moving from side to side in her chair. Hard to teach Octarian strategy to just one person, huh?

“What if I brought Goggles?” Bobble asked, straightening herself in her seat. “I’m sure he could learn something, and it would make training easier!” Perhaps it would be a nice way of making sure he and she were even better in battles! And maybe he would, yet again, be her little secret keeper.

“No,” she answered flatly, then grinned. “We use a wide variety of weapons. Personally, I’m partial to splatlings.” Considering her imposing stature, that wasn’t surprising…her arms were like tree trunks, and she stood at least a foot taller than most octolings.

Glancing at the bucket and then back at Bobble, she raised an eyebrow. Amilea looked slightly amused by this bubbly younger octoling. “You’ll find that Octarian strategy is a bit different than what you’ll see from inklings here in the city. The squids tend to rely heavily on the element of surprise…they develop their own tactics and formations. Impressive ingenuity, but sloppy execution. The Octarian military trains its soldiers well…Now, both sides’ approaches have strengths and weaknesses.”

She paused. “Octarian strategy can be formulaic and easily predictable once one is familiarized with the methods, but is precise and deadly. Inkling strategy is nearly impossible to predict, but messy and unorganized. Judging by your…” Amilea gestured to her vaguely, “…Everything, I’m assuming you’re familiar with one of these approaches. It’s more difficult to teach our ways to one individual…we focus heavily on coordinated units, training a whole squad at a time.”

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pil0tgoggles‌:

Seeing her reaction to the soda fizz only made Goggles laugh louder as she got attacked by it. The inkling sounds almost disappointed as the soda runs out, soon discarding the can into a nearby bin.

Don’t worry, Bobbles, he would never touch the sacred hat. Offered the damp napkin, he took it and pulled off his pilot goggles, drying off what soda he could from there. He would have to clear both them and his gear later. “Thanks~!” Just like with the can, once the napkin was used he tossed it away and placed his goggles back onto their rightful place.

“Haha, yeah we probably should! – Also how did you manage to get that drink so fizzy?!! We gotta do that to Specs or Headphones sometime, their reaction would be so funny. Hahaha!!” He finds the thought very amusing, much like a gremlin of an inkling would.

“It would, it would~” Bobble giggled at his offer. Doing it to Specs or Headphones- oh, wait! “What if we did both of them at the same time? That’d be funny!”

The Octoling laughed to herself, skipping over to Goggles’ side. “Let’s get back to the house, let’s plan!”

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Bobble strikes a pose. Her tentacles twirl into each other, then pull outwards, like she was stretching. No, she was not dared by anybody. She just wanted to test the limits of her body.

With a… w…wink? a head tilt, she backflipped- and landed on her tentacles… for a few moments.

Then she collapsed onto her face. She pulled her face from the ground, and laughed.

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Bobble strikes a pose. Her tentacles twirl into each other, then pull outwards, like she was stretching. No, she was not dared by anybody. She just wanted to test the limits of her body.

With a... w...wink? a head tilt, she backflipped- and landed on her tentacles... for a few moments.

Then she collapsed onto her face. She pulled her face from the ground, and laughed.

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“Gay rights!”

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“Soooo, i told Glasses I was an octoling! Because Goggles told me to!”

“Dunno why he screamed, though. I only wrapped my tentacles around his face a little bit!”

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(( sorry for no activity here! I wish to be active, but its hard to just Be Chaotic when ur naturally not.

also, bobble likes puns. ))

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Talk to my muse’s parents

Send “👩🏻+ Question” and my muse’s Mother will answer

Send “👨🏻+ Question” and my muse’s Father will answer

Send “💑+ Question” and both of my Muse’s parents will answer.

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i mean bobble could get away with that right???

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“Sheldon’s Picks~ Sheldon’s Picks~”

Seems like Bobble picked up on the fact that there’s going to be another slosher. The Soda Slosher... While her dependable main was the Vanilla Slosher, she liked using the Deco somtimes, so this new slosher... It excited her.

“Sheldon’s Picks~ Sheldon’s Picks~”

She’s hopping around the room, tentacles waving like no tomorrow.

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squidroyalty‌:

The impact bowls Prince over and sends him tumbling head over heels, coughing and gasping for breath. She’d smacked him in the chest, knocking the wind out of him, but he’d still caught her.

“I said to jump,” he wheezes, sitting up. “Not throw yourself at me…” Up close she was kind of a weird-looking squid, wasn’t she? Where were her fins? He frowns a little, but he doesn’t wanna make things awkward.

Bobble only laughed, and she slid out of Prince’s grip, slipping back into her bipedal form. She didn’t want to suffocate the poor guy under her! She ran a hand over her Bobble hat, brushing off any dust that accumulated on its surface.

She turned back to Prince, and let her tentacles wave joyfully. “Haha, fun~” She pulled her Slosher out, and placed it on her lap. “When you’re ready, we should get going~”

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“Something like that!” Bobble really didn’t want to state her actual interest, but Amilea’s guess was close enough. 

She really liked how this particular person talked- Confidence. No stilted dialogue, no huffed words. She looked back up at Amilea, still keeping her eyes closed. The Octoling reached her hand forward, seemingly trying to go for Amilea’s arm, then pausing and pulling back.

“Does all Octarian Strategy depend on the Octoshot?” She twirled a bucket out of nowhere, not even glancing over at it. “I like my weapon~ Don’t wish to change it now!”

Amilea greatly preferred the comforts of home to the obnoxious atmosphere, blindingly bright colors and inescapable consumerism that dominated Inkopolis’ urban scene, but even she occasionally made her way to the inkling city. Now that her kind were a common sight, it was easy to make supply runs and return home with goodies from Inkopolis. Besides, sometimes her girlfriend dragged her here to watch or play in ranked, and it wasn’t an entirely negative experience.

She was sitting at a table by herself, her eyes hidden behind her glasses. She never took them off…It had been a long time since they’d ever worked properly, but the octoling seemed attached to them. Her thoughts were interrupted by the voice of a younger octoling beside her.

“Hm?” Amilea looked over over incredulously, then nodded. She was reserved and spoke minimally, but seemed neither frightened nor confused. There was a certain lively confidence in her voice nearly unheard of among the sanitized.

“…Tricks, huh? I’m guessing you’re referring to Octarian battle strategy.” She uncrossed her arms and scooted her chair a bit so she could face Bobble, figuring she owed her own kind at least the respect of an open audience. “Seeking to reconnect with your roots, or just curious? It isn’t something that can be taught in a day.”

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CAUSE WE ALL JUST WANNA BE BIG ROCKSTARS AND LIVE IN HILLTOP HOUSES DRIVING 1 5 C A R S

(( ... what does this mean ))

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🎆 bobble jumping onto prince? lmao

(( WATCH OUT PRINCE ITS AN OCTOPUS SPEEDING RIGHT AT YOUR CHEST ))

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