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hypnoshaded naoki

kind of a random post, but hear me out

she'd probably get lured in under the guise of 'ohh this'll make you super talented and you'll be soo good at music you'll be sooooo good they'll love you'. she would absolutely fall for this.

she wouldn't be a dancer/singer like callie but maybe like...the keyboardist?? second dj? maybe she'd be backup...

silent and mysterious. 'the people will love a character like that!' says dj octavio.

the whole hypnosis thing has left naoki generally apathetic (and slightly melancholic) towards everything, including her music

she doesn't remember anything about herself except her name and that her job is music.

during a hypothetical final boss fight where she comes out, she'd use dualies and dodge roll quite frequently.

whereas callie has pop and octavio has a sort of orchestral motif, she has something more dnb/idm-like

she's got special living quarters of her own, including a bedazzled keyboard and a bunch of scrounged together equipment. really, dj octavio's placating her so she doesn't leave

deep down, she feels like something isn't right.

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junko was on the couch. emiko had no clue why, but it was likely because she just wanted to be there. it was colder in the living room, though.

the bed, for once, was not cramped.

emiko looked beside her.

naoki was knocked out. her mouth was wide open, teeth exposed.

sleepyhead, emiko thought.

her ankle was no longer wrapped with an elastic bandage. it had come off, sitting right beside her foot.

emiko lay simply. her arms and legs were basically straight, and she was on her back.

reluctantly, she rolled over, picked up the bandage, and rolled over twice to put it in the garbage bin sitting under naoki's desk. it was overflowing, as it always was.

weird. neat in most but this one can.

emiko couldn't sleep in the position she was in. she could hardly ever sleep, even less if she wasn't close to someone.

she looked at naoki again.

would she be okay with it?

hopefully. the first night, emiko was an octopus. she was basically right on top of naoki, and she didn't say anything about it. to be fair, that was likely to be nice, but still...

emiko crept closer. she tried and failed to move in—she'd only seen this in a few movies and some of the books she read.

naoki yawned. she went to scratch her back but found somebody else there. her arm moved back to where it was—being smushed underneath a squid-shaped pillow.

"hm."

she went back to sleep.

emiko smiled.

inklings are so silly.

she wrapped her arms around naoki, leaning on her back.

and there, she slept just fine.

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more oc trivia

to the dismay of literally everyone he knew, let picked money for splatoon 2's money vs. love splatfest. vee and dutch rubbed money's subsequent loss in his face. he doesn't turf now, but he did end up advocating for team love during money vs. fame vs. love

peni is the type to start cleaning when she gets mad enough.

before going off on the sea expedition, junko asked yuki to hold onto everything she could in their shared apartment. yuki followed these instructions when she moved to the square, and junko got all her old stuff back when she surfaced, including her dad's university hoodie

yuki, after splat 2 but before splat 3, embarked on a journey to find her parents. she did eventually find them, thankfully, and found them just past the splatlands. her mother makes good tea.

yuki's parents live around the same area veronika's adopted parents live.

molly, specifically, is chinese-american.

junko learned how to drive, uh, maybe two years after she ended up in the square?

emiko likes romance movies (and books) while naoki and junko prefer horror.

emiko is the type to go 'eeek!!' when she's scared by something.

yuki thinks that junko (and also vee) are cute.

peni wondered what was up with her when they first met, and she still kinda does. jet's still trying to throw her off.

i might've mentioned this before, but peni does not like hospitals.

though peni's mom is from inkadia, her dad is not. he's from what used to be europe.

naoki does not like wearing her glasses. ('they make me look silly,' she thinks.) she does wear them if she's hard at work on her computer though.

i'm debating whether i want this to be canon or not, but marie and callie got cool sunglasses themed after them as some sort of promo deal thing or whatever in the splat 1 days. marie gave naoki the marie-themed shades as a joke.

peni, dutch (and vee to an extent), jet, and veronika would all destroy somebody for hurting someone they care about (junko, naoki, yuka, and molly).

naoki will go to sleep if there's nothing else for her to do.

yuka owns the witch set that debuted in splatoon 2.

jet would absolutely listen to the white stripes.

yuka likes to use emoticons and sometimes, kaomojis.

dutch's mom is known as sunny by her friends because of how nice and happy she is.

junko's dad nicknamed her 'little tiger' because of her playfulness and energy. he still calls her it, just not as much.

billie listens to older music (like, from early 1900s ME) rather than modern music.

after her dad went on some sea trip and never came back, billie's mother was a wreck. she just didn't show it. they were both stoic from then on and almost never spoke to each other ever. billie can barely remember what her mom sounds like.

she hasn't even admitted this to herself, but one thing she wants to do other than research is see her mom again.

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when were my characters the maddest they've ever been?

billie: idk. she's more stoic than anything so she probably got kinda mad once when someone discredited her research

dutch: when she confronted her dad about him lying about her mother being dead. yeah.

emiko: who knows? there's this thing i've been thinking of where she presents her dreams of being a medic to her class in the domes and almost everyone laughs at her. she didn't take that very well. she's more prone to sadness than anything now.

jet: honestly whenever anyone is mean to yuka. he's always at least a little bit angry though. his anger is moreso tranquil fury

junko: remember when i told you guys she hit a classmate with her lunchbox? yeah it was that.

molly: when first encountering tako, who was subsequently mean to her. it was more of a 'hmph! that's not cool...' type of reaction. this is kind of tame, but molly is almost never upset.

naoki: probably that one part of encore where she starts breaking things. i might retcon some of that.

peni: no clue. maybe something like somebody looking through her sketchbook without her permission?

vee: probably during their second meeting when he had to stick up for naoki. he's also not the angry type.

veronika: when molly first encountered tako. molly just brushes off her bullying but veronika was ready to fight for about a few seconds. as stated in that promo kids headcanon post, she's not the angry type either.

yuka: something i came up with—her having to wear a dress for some photo when she was really young. she doesn't remember it, but apparently she was really upset. the photo has her with a really grumpy expression.

yuki: ??? she's probably the one least prone to anger out of everyone here.

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the campus was quieter now—though it wasn't exactly loud. people were going home. something rare happened today.

kenji tapped his foot against the stair step. his parents were late.

a step down sat shiro. his parents, coincidentally, were also late.

"what do you do after school?" he asked.

kenji sighed. "nothing really. i go home and do my work and eat. what about you?"

"uh..." he chuckled. "same here. i don't really do much, although sometimes i hang out in the backyard. it's nice."

"it's never fun in my backyard. it looks nice, but nobody's there to do anything with me."

"what about your parents?"

"i don't know what they do, but they're pretty busy with it, whatever it is. so." he shrugged. "i just work."

"well, i'm sure all that work tires you out. do you not have any snacks?"

"just fruit, i guess, if there's ever any."

"can't you make something yourself?"

"if i don't have to cook it, i do. i don't know how to make anything."

"huh?" shiro looked up at him. "with how old you are, i would've thought..."

"nobody ever taught me."

silence. the sound of wind and rustling leaves was in the air.

"well," shiro started up again, "it never hurts to see someone else do it and try it out yourself. just don't burn the house down."

"it would be better off that way."

"...i see."

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they left him at the dinner table like they always did. the room itself was large—too large for his liking. 'you do something with her,' said his mom. that 'her' was yuka, his younger cousin. she was 2 years younger than him.

kenji didn't like her. she didn't do anything, but she was, to him, a child. he himself was 11.

they stared at each other for a few minutes until she started laughing.

"what are you laughing at?" he asked.

yuka said nothing, only laughing again. she hopped out of her chair and ran off, returning with a piece of paper and some crayons. kenji turned up his nose at the sight. his contempt went over yuka's head and she handed him his own crayon—a purple one.

"i'm not doing this."

her smile vanished at the words, and her eyes began to water. he wouldn't really care if she cried, but his parents would. kenji folded right when yuka began blubbering.

"alright!" he shouted. "alright. just don't eat these."

yuka didn't catch that insult either, so she nodded happily and got to work. kenji slowly dragged his crayon across the paper while yuka scribbled hastily. eventually, kenji lifted his hand and instead watched her. his brain put together her drawing like a puzzle.

it was him. as a rudimentary stick figure, yes, but still him. yuka smiled wide when she saw him figure it out.

"it's you!" she beamed.

kenji nodded. "it is me."

he smiled. it was a small gesture, and he couldn't believe that was all it took to make him so happy, but it did. and it felt good! he immediately got back to drawing.

"do you want me to draw you, yuka?"

she raised her stubby purple hands in the air. "yeah, yeah, yeah!"

he obliged.

yuka got more and more paper, and they drew until her parents came to pick her up.

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emiko: *confessing her love to naoki, pouring her heart out, finally revealing her feelings*

naoki, void of self-esteem and also completely oblivious:

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and the final girls from the bad ending au!

(in order: desert wanderer ronnie, thief of rage (picked the wrong outfit though lol) and virtuoso naoki, maid of heart.)

more of Them

(in order: yuka, maid of time / molly, witch of space / yuki, sylph of breath / peni, knight of heart / jet, thief of time)

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more of Them

(in order: yuka, maid of time / molly, witch of space / yuki, sylph of breath / peni, knight of heart / jet, thief of time)

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bad ending au

agent 3: she's there with 8 when everything happens. this will be expanded upon later.

4: never has an opportunity to escape/gets caught when she tries to. from there, her mother tightens her grip on her daughter. despite the stress, if she doesn't play, she doesn't feel whole. mom ends up singing alongside her, and hearing her voice makes 4 sick. she's nothing but a showpony now, but she's a successful one. by now, she's completely mute. yui and akiko suspect that something's up, but if they get her out at this point, it'll be a while before she's even close to being back to her old self. she never meets her friends in inkopolis, including the agents and the squid sisters

8: she fails, and she fails hard. tartar successfully sanitizes inkopolis as well as her, 3, and everyone else there. the only survivors are the squid sisters, who are in octo canyon. because of this, 3 will never reunite with her friends or her father, and even if she does, they won't remember each other. in turn, 8 will never get to meet the love of her life. this turns inkopolis into a place called 'the dead zone'.

new 3: abandoned in the desert as a child, nobody ever picked her up, so she became what splatsville residents call a desert wanderer. she never forms any connections, can only speak in choppy sentences, and sees everyone as an enemy.

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peni's backstory.

dad: painter. usually seen with a black ink color and has an entire beard. in some parts, the black is starting to fade. he painted as a career and his income is through commissions

mom: had peni later in life. nice when peni was a baby, but when she was 11-12, mom grew cold. slowly but surely, her joy began to fade away. mom was sick, and she never recovered.

peni was devestated, obviously, and dad was too, but peni never saw him cry once. his grief, strangely enough, faded 6 months after. sure, he was still sad, but he moved on quicker than peni did. regardless, he was always there for her.

when she'd just turned 13, she asked dad how he did it.

"death is inevitable," he said. "your mother had lots of time left, but i feel as if she'd want us to cherish the memories we had with her."

"is that why you've been painting so much lately?"

he nodded with a smile. "she is at peace now."

so, she helped dad with his paintings before beginning to paint herself, though it was a bit frustrating. 'patience,' dad would tell her.

when she moved to inkopolis plaza, dad gave her some of his old tools and his old satchel. peni asked him if she could spend time with mom one last time.

she decorated her urn, painting tiny flowers and squids on it.

and then she left.

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entry 1

today, i ran to a local convenience store to get a journal. i've started a 'new chapter' in my life, so i might as well. it's small and green and rudimentary—i didn't even know they made ones this small.

it really does feel like a new day. i remember a train, the rain, and then passing out. i didn't dream or anything like that. i must've needed the sleep i guess.

i woke up to a neighbor coming in to check on me. i was on the carpet, and they said the reason they came to check on me was because i was crying really loud. it could be true, but i don't want to think about that.

there's plenty for me in the square. there's this food place, the crust bucket, an arcade machine, a few shops, and of course, turf war.

but really, none of that interests me. i don't know why. i must just be bored, but i can't be. i was super gung-ho about getting here.

maybe i need more food or more sleep (probably both). i guess i could check out another food place (crust bucket only takes tickets. weird...) and then battle, though you probably need an id and weapons and all kinds of stuff.

but 14 year olds do this! it can't be that hard.

i'll figure it out eventually, but right now, i'll just go back to sleep.

— naoki