DISCLAIMER:

Splatoon Characters © Nintendo

My Original Characters and Story © MarxSparx

I'm Marx. Marx Sparx. Just a 17 year old inkling who's trying to prove himself, that's all. But really... the only reason I splat and shoot ink over the place is to accomplish one goal. And that goal is kinda typical, but It's REALLY important to me. I want to be the best of the best; to reach the summit! I'm going to basically own the X rank in ranked battles! To be the top of it all! But of course, I can't do that... without a great squad to help me accomplish this almost impossible goal. So, this is my story on how OWN all of Turf War and Ranked Battle!

Marx: "Are you finished yet?"

Ellie: "Uh, yeah. Almost- HEY! Don't rush me, Marx! That's rude!"

Marx: "Well EXCUSE ME... Don't have to ink up your voice just to tell me..."

Eric: "Well you do rush her a lot, Marx. That kinda IS rude..."

Marx: "AW COME ON ERIC! I THOUGHT YOU WERE ALWAYS ON MY SIDE FOR THIS!"

Eric: "whatever, come on guys, we really gotta hurry and get on outside before Mr. Grizz'll cut our pay! And I really need those bonus'!"

Lily: "Yea, Eric's right! Come on let's go!"

Marx: "Heheh... yeah! LET'S COOK SOME SALMON, GUYS!"

It was late. Very late, in fact. I (Marx) was on my way with the rest of my squad. We were on our to see Mr. Grizz for another go at Salmon Run. Did I forget to mention that we were WAY past our curfew too? Not that it's the point, but we were all called by Mr. Grizz himself on a special occasion... or so he says that.

Mr. Grizz: "This is a ONE TIME thing, you kids got that!?"

Marx: "Yeah, yeah Mr. Grizzo. I got ya!" Marx says ignorantly.

Eric: "You see, that's the type of cocky attitude that no one can stand, Marx."

Marx: "Ah, and you're just a waste of space." Marx says insulting Eric.

Eric: "GUH-!"

Ellie: "ANYWAYS... Mr. Grizz, what's in store for us today?"

Mr. Grizz: "Oh, uh just the plain old stuff... It came to mind that I needed YOU GUYS specifically."

Marx: "Uhh... meaning?"

Mr. Grizz: "Meaning that your the only squad I know that can accomplish this... eheheheheheh..."

Ellie: "..."

Eric: "..."

Lilly: "..."

As I looked straight at Grizz, my spineless back just got the rudest chills all the way down at the soul of my feet. I couldn't tell at that moment that Grizz was planning something other than a regular Salmon Run for us... no, it was something completely worse and completely different.

Marx: "I got a bad feeling about this..."

Ellie: "How so?"

Marx: "My parents told me not to do stuff so late at night... and Salmon Run just kicks the bucket!"

Ellie: "Okay..."

Mr. Grizz: "Alright... everyone in gear!? Good! Now prepare yourselves... for a NEW type of Salmon Run!"

Eric: "New?"

Marx: "Now I don't trust..."

Mr. Grizz: "Ahh quit your worrying and just get up there to see what I mean!"

I wish I knew what stone cold Grizzo meant ahead of time, because what he put us up against was pure INSANITY! But for whatever were put up against, I have full faith in my squad... because I know I'm already good enough for anything! *chuckle* *chuckle*