Turf wars, one of the fun competitive games of the Inkling world. Inklings have been inking for years upon years. For fun, for glory... or at least that is the way it used to be. It's just not for fun anymore. We have been using these games as a way our people make decisions. It has been so important that people started stressing on their kids to be the best of the best. As a result, Inklings whom can't make it those standards are just not as important. However, when you fail on live national television, you are the worst of the worst. You are laughed at, shopkeepers in the plaza kick you out, your best friend is nowhere to be found, and finally disowned by your own family. Yes, I was that Inkling... My name's Corol.
It truly is unfair, but this is what it is. And maybe it's better this way. I have been staying with a kind elderly inkling I call her Nana. She was the only one to have the means and courage to take in someone like me. She runs a small store in the residential marketplace, for inklings that are too lazy to go into the city. I have live with her for two years since I was trash to other inklings. I found other things to do while I stayed away from school, Inkopolis, turf wars, and those other games. I would always go out beyond the city limits. There was a forest, so quiet so calm. Nobody really passes here often, because it has some anti-octarians traps and other ancient war things here. I mapped and researched all them since I had a lot of free time. I made a tree house all by myself there, I thought I would have to live here all by myself. Still, I wouldn't mind reading all the books in the world here.
Even though, she disappeared until the Great Zap fish reappeared, Cuddlefish still was my fashion-obsessed best friend. She was one of the best turf war players out there. But there is a catch... NEVER make her angry... innocent inklings will be splatted. Yes, there were incidents. If you do make her mad, quickly give her nice clothes. She doesn't hang out with me much since she has school, and turf wars to deal with. She has been trying to get me to go back to school, but I always run away from that issue, sometimes even literally. Running away from everything is just so much easier, that is what I had originally thought...
-Author's Note-
Hi, there this is my second fanfic. Hope it isn't too bad. I might try to write some more of it, but I don't really have a really set time for updating, so it can be slow. But the more people ask for it, I may try harder to update faster. If there is any mistakes spelling or grammar let me know, please be nice about it though. I have feelings too. This story I have researched and looked up certain things I will explain in these notes. for example:
"Speaking"
"thinking"
well enjoy the story anyways and thanks for reading!