the-specter

[the-specter]

...thanks I guess.

:>

Me and Lee have finally shown Specter all three Sonic the Sailfish movies PLUS the mini-series staring Knuckles and let me tell you

they are all still so shucking good I swear to COD GRAAAAAAAA

i'm so glad we indoctrinated Specter into the cult.

[the-specter]

Are those the same individuals who held hostage the group of Salmonid warriors that one time? The same who murdered the trio of Inkfish children?

Specter. Has anyone told you about the recent situation?

Grizzco causality and like 50 kidnapped smallfry. It’s bad.

( @friend-of-inkfish )

I know.

The Megalodontia the Inkfish like to dub 'Karen' was also around the perimeters. The panic of employees around her appearance caused many to avoid the workplace for a while, which I believe allowed the killer/kidnapper to swoop in.

[the-specter]

Specter. Has anyone told you about the recent situation?

Grizzco causality and like 50 kidnapped smallfry. It’s bad.

( @friend-of-inkfish )

I know.

The Megalodontia the Inkfish like to dub 'Karen' was also around the perimeters. The panic of employees around her appearance caused many to avoid the workplace for a while, which I believe allowed the killer/kidnapper to swoop in.

[the-specter]

Oh inkling, your message of peace inspires many

But it terrifies others

Do not let them mistake you

For your kindness is not weakness

It is strength!

Oh octoling, you must look inwards

For your sister’s eyes stare at the horizon

Your own stare at the heart

That is where you must start.

Oh devotees!

Hear her pleads!

She sees greatness in you!

She will see you through.

[the-specter]

That sounds good. Just remember to take a rest and drink some water, okay?

Are you doing okay?

( @the-specter )

Oh the seven rings,

They call to the world.

They beg for change.

They beg for more!

[the-specter]

...cryptic. You're vision-bound, yes? please tell me you're doing okay, it sounds like you aren't having a good time.

Are you doing okay?

( @the-specter )

Oh the seven rings,

They call to the world.

They beg for change.

They beg for more!

[the-specter]

Oh maidens of the sea

Your love is as strong as can be

Lost so young, the maidens three

Two have returned, one will never be

[the-specter]

Born from the land

Raised by the sea

The calls of two worlds

Calling to thee

A message of unity

Threatened by some

The bad has passed

But the worst is yet to come

[the-specter]

It was a euphoric feeling when the job was done well. It watched the fallen warrior with a calm expression, it's breaths deep and slow.

"I'll pass on the word. May the next life be more merciful."

[ @mysteriesofthemetro ]

A spirit, one recently deceased wandered. He was a standard chum. If it were it for the glowing blue liquid that seemed to leak from its mouth in its ghastly form, it wouldn’t seem like anything worse than a standard fallen soldier.

Instead, the ghost was one who died tired and in pain. He didn’t have the face of someone who died a dignified warrior. He wandered, through, wondering if this was it. If he’d forever be trapped between two lives.

Eventually he found The Specter and inched closer. He felt curious about the being for some reason. He cautiously circled it, wondering if finally someone would see him.

Silent.

The Goldie was silent.

The quiet waves of the deep and vast ocean meeting the starry sky of the late night made it feel empty. That was okay to it, for all stresses of the day, all the mutters of Big Run and the shifting tides had caused it to spiral. It was held on by a single rope, and it knew that it was going to either have to climb up the rope with weak fins or cut it and spiral once more. The buzzing in its brain was quieted by the calm gentle breeze of the summer night...but this....

It was silent in ignorance. There was a spirit here tonight and it was trying to not be bothered by the presence. But it was too pure, too new, too bright to be ignored.

It finally snapped its attention to the ghost, the fallen warrior, it's blue pupils narrowing as it watched him circle around. It felt a surge of emotions that it had been trying to suppress, and yet it stayed silent.

[the-specter]

The harsh gaze of the Goldie softened as the chum told his story, it's tight face softening as black ink began to run softly down its face. It held out a fin to the ghost, offering comfort in silence before speaking up.

"It's a tragedy, and I understand the utter terror of a uneaten corpse. Flesh poisoned to become non consumable, a horror story. However, I do not believe in pure purpose based on flesh. It is a heavy part, but warriorhood and diligence to swim, not giving up, that is a true character. You need to hear that first of all."

It couldn't tell if its words were empty or not. Perhaps they were, because of how distant its mind was before this fallen warrior had come to its doorstep. It took in a long breath, taking in the crisp air of the night, the distant smell of the dinner of the nearby Salmonid tribe tingling faintly in the air.

"All you can do now is move on. That is my job, to guide those to whatever waits for them. Sometimes, you just have to let go."

[ @mysteriesofthemetro ]

A spirit, one recently deceased wandered. He was a standard chum. If it were it for the glowing blue liquid that seemed to leak from its mouth in its ghastly form, it wouldn’t seem like anything worse than a standard fallen soldier.

Instead, the ghost was one who died tired and in pain. He didn’t have the face of someone who died a dignified warrior. He wandered, through, wondering if this was it. If he’d forever be trapped between two lives.

Eventually he found The Specter and inched closer. He felt curious about the being for some reason. He cautiously circled it, wondering if finally someone would see him.

Silent.

The Goldie was silent.

The quiet waves of the deep and vast ocean meeting the starry sky of the late night made it feel empty. That was okay to it, for all stresses of the day, all the mutters of Big Run and the shifting tides had caused it to spiral. It was held on by a single rope, and it knew that it was going to either have to climb up the rope with weak fins or cut it and spiral once more. The buzzing in its brain was quieted by the calm gentle breeze of the summer night...but this....

It was silent in ignorance. There was a spirit here tonight and it was trying to not be bothered by the presence. But it was too pure, too new, too bright to be ignored.

It finally snapped its attention to the ghost, the fallen warrior, it's blue pupils narrowing as it watched him circle around. It felt a surge of emotions that it had been trying to suppress, and yet it stayed silent.

[the-specter]

[ @mysteriesofthemetro ]

A spirit, one recently deceased wandered. He was a standard chum. If it were it for the glowing blue liquid that seemed to leak from its mouth in its ghastly form, it wouldn’t seem like anything worse than a standard fallen soldier.

Instead, the ghost was one who died tired and in pain. He didn’t have the face of someone who died a dignified warrior. He wandered, through, wondering if this was it. If he’d forever be trapped between two lives.

Eventually he found The Specter and inched closer. He felt curious about the being for some reason. He cautiously circled it, wondering if finally someone would see him.

Silent.

The Goldie was silent.

The quiet waves of the deep and vast ocean meeting the starry sky of the late night made it feel empty. That was okay to it, for all stresses of the day, all the mutters of Big Run and the shifting tides had caused it to spiral. It was held on by a single rope, and it knew that it was going to either have to climb up the rope with weak fins or cut it and spiral once more. The buzzing in its brain was quieted by the calm gentle breeze of the summer night...but this....

It was silent in ignorance. There was a spirit here tonight and it was trying to not be bothered by the presence. But it was too pure, too new, too bright to be ignored.

It finally snapped its attention to the ghost, the fallen warrior, it's blue pupils narrowing as it watched him circle around. It felt a surge of emotions that it had been trying to suppress, and yet it stayed silent.

[the-specter]

come over here and i'll take your other eye

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nothings wrong. don't talk about it.

the seven rings are rising again....they beckon me to act....

no. I'm fine. everything's fine.

[the-specter]

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nothings wrong. don't talk about it.

the seven rings are rising again....they beckon me to act....

no. I'm fine. everything's fine.

[the-specter]

Hi Coral

Good morning/afternoon/evening citizens of Chumblr. Me and my squad ended up joining the party together, and we made a whole blog to share just for the fun of it (it was a three vs one vote. I was the one against it, but I guess we're here now sooo)

Let me introduce ourselves. We are the Humboldt Unit, a high-ranking Grizzco Unit that is in high EVP ranks (think 800 to 999). It was founded after the first Undertow Spillway Big Run, and has grown to become a full squad recognized by Grizzco higher ups. Inside the job, we're among the best, but outside the job, we're a group of unlikely friends.

tag: #humboldt unit

Let me introduce myself. My name is Coral (He/Him) and I'm the founder of the unit. I'm a Humboldt Squid, and I main Splatana Stamper and Mint Decavitator. I'll describe myself as battle-hardened and somewhat unpleasant, but I care for my work. I also have a adoptive kid, her name is Wish. She's a smallfry. I don't do as much work as I used to at Grizzco, but I still do frequent the building.

tag: #the red devils rage

Lowkey Coral is a little ugly

Hi guys <3 !! My name is Lysa (She/He) and I'm the brawn of the unit as I can boast about hehe ^-^. I'm a Pacific Giant Octopus, and I main Hydra Splatling and Tenta Brella X3. Sorry if I come off as rude or mean, I don't mean it Xb, my friends describe me as protective !! I also have a cool prosthetic leg (limb wasn't growing back right ugh). I frequent X rank battles, proud player, if you see me say HIII <3 !!

tag: #octopus with a cool leg

my turn. hi. my name is doug (he/him). i'm the weapons guy. i know a lot about weapons and how they are used. i'm a bobtail squid, yes i know i'm short, i main blobbler too, but i can play any weapon i feel like playing. people kind of suck, i dont want to talk with people face to face, but i like history. i've been studying and deciphering old human language so i can learn their history, as its very rich. if you have any questions about weapons or history, i'm your guy.

tag: # dougs inksanity

never realized Doug only spoke in lowercase until now huh

Hi y'all!! I'm Cindy (She/Her), and I'm the most recent member of the unit. I'm a Sharpear Enope Squid, and I main E-Liter Scope. I'm kind of awkward so be patient with me, I get distracted easily and forget what I'm talking about. I like fashion, and I make a lot of clothing designs that I hope will become mainstream in the future. Also the Salmonids are restless, don't worry about it.

tag: # humboldts rookie

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OOC: blog info

run by @neomagicstar

basic rules. Don't be weird, the blog runner is a minor.

some things are due to change out of the blue, don't question it if I do change things :3

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Feel free to ask me or any of my friends anything about ourselves, our work, or just random things. We'll highly appreciate it.

[the-specter]

strange

Two Sides Flip.

Who lands on top?

One will slip.

The other will pop.

Two Sides Apart.

Not halves of a whole.

One with Heart.

The other with Soul.

[the-specter]

It started with a blank expression as the spirit faded away, blinking slightly before staring up at the sky full of stars.

Maybe it was just out of practice with this whole 'ferrying the dead' thing.

It grumbled to itself and re-entered its livingspace.

a voice echoed from someplace

?: Hello? Is anybody here?

[ @nightmyst ]

Its fin jerked and pushed a candle off of the table in which it was moving to, the unlit candle falling to the wooden floor of its habitat. Luckily, it did not shatter, to the relief of it. It picked up the candle and placed it gently back in its place before leaving its small but comfortable living space out into the darkness of the night.

The sky was clear, and stars twinkled overhead, resting in reflection on the seas waters. The reflections carried a green tint because of the green tint of the familiar waters of these oceans, something it was used to.

This voice was a familiar hear. It had heard voices like these forever, the distant echo of a voice crying from the spirit realm. It was strangely calming to pay attention to these ghosts once again, like a nostalgic trip down memory road. Even then, nostalgia carried sadness and grief.

It stood there and listened, a watchful eye. Waiting for another call from the dead, or an apparition of whom sought its guidance to the afterlife.

[the-specter]

"Lee is asleep. I rather you not disturb their sleep."

a voice echoed from someplace

?: Hello? Is anybody here?

[ @nightmyst ]

Its fin jerked and pushed a candle off of the table in which it was moving to, the unlit candle falling to the wooden floor of its habitat. Luckily, it did not shatter, to the relief of it. It picked up the candle and placed it gently back in its place before leaving its small but comfortable living space out into the darkness of the night.

The sky was clear, and stars twinkled overhead, resting in reflection on the seas waters. The reflections carried a green tint because of the green tint of the familiar waters of these oceans, something it was used to.

This voice was a familiar hear. It had heard voices like these forever, the distant echo of a voice crying from the spirit realm. It was strangely calming to pay attention to these ghosts once again, like a nostalgic trip down memory road. Even then, nostalgia carried sadness and grief.

It stood there and listened, a watchful eye. Waiting for another call from the dead, or an apparition of whom sought its guidance to the afterlife.