Inkopolis. A city once full of modern agriculture. Burned by the satanic beliefs of the octarian war-havoc life. Clash after clash, ink spewd on the battlefield. Left by terror and hatred. On flag raised high, one flag that never soared over the sky. Charles Darwin has told us, that species evolve to survive. And when the strong finally die, the weak will own all. I guess it's time for fun. What do say? Salmonids...
Modern day Inkopolis.
Welcome back to another day of Crusty News squiddos! I'm your host Crusty Sean! Today is the 5th anniversary of Inkopolis's peace treaty with the octarians, thank Mayor Grizz for your ever so shady work... JUST KIDDING! In other news, both the iconic Squid Sisters and the Off The Hook Crew have gone missing for the past month. If you see them, call the hottest line immediately!
Agent 4. "Where the hook have you been agent 3! Have you found out anything about the disappearance of all 4 girls."
Agent 3. "Nothing. Even Sheldon has drones flying around looking for them"
Agent 4, "ah carp. Where in good lord are those girls"
The earth begins to rumble. Cracks in the street are formed, Inklings and Octarians begin to take out weapons, pointing at the ground that began to fall into pitch black darkness. Nothing happens. Agents 3 and 4 begin to walk towards the new pit.
Agent 4, "What the hook was that?!"
A sound comes from the pit. A groan, but not a groan of tiredness. A groan of starvation. A groan that every Inkling knows. Mr.. my bad, Mayor Grizz has directed his employees to run from. The toothed monster from the polluted sector.
A burst of green gruesome ink came from the pit, along with a Salmonid Maw. But not like one any inkling has seen before.
"Oh Fluke! Run!!!" Exclaimed Agent 3.