He's just a small town squid…
Splat! Another balloon pops as I run through a secret passageway to Inkpolis. "How could I have missed the train," I thought, "now I'm gonna be late and I won't make it to initiation on time and I'll have to wait till next year to join a squad!" Splat, splat! A large wall appears. "Great, a wall I can't jump over. I don't even have full control of my transformation abilities. I turn 14 tomorrow! Please Lee, let me be able to squid over this wall." I painted the wall and and thank goodness, I transformed long enough to swim over the wall. Splat! "There it is. Inkpolis!" And there was in all its glory, the mighty capital of the world. To get in, there was a super jump. "Not another squid mechanic", I sighed. "Guess I'll just have to wait till I transform again." I waited until I turned into squid form again. "Finally, let's go!" As I shot towards Radula Roundabout, I remembered my little town about 67 miles southeast from Inkpolis. Good ol' Sucker Suburb. Since it was relatively close to Inkpolis, it was usually forgotten, which was okay with the town's adults. But the children always, when they hit 14, want to visit or live in Inkpolis. Most return because they are not use to the rush of the city and the ones that stay become legend among the children. A couple of kids came this year, including my sister and myself. When I missed the train, Mom, Paps, and Grandpapi were happy because they thought I would stay home for another year. However I simply asked for his father's war-torn Ink Sac, filled it with ink and used short inkblasts like ink blots. Then I left, searching for the secret entrance into Inkpolis all the children spoke of. Shockingly it was real. And the rest is recent history.