The Octoling
Well this is my first story...hoping it doesn't burn too badly. Either way it'll improve my writing skills. Also takes place in splatoon 1
Inklings are good and octolings are bad, that's always been the story. Ever since the Great War the inklings had this idea embedded into their society. Well who can blame us if you were stuck down in a hole for your entire life. Unlike our lovey neighbors on the top side life isn't about parties, turf wars and who had the freshest gear on. No everyday is a fight for food,resources, and power down here and we all learn that on day one. If things don't change soon people are going to die and I can tell you one thing it isn't going to be any octoling. But hey after listening to my whole speech I never gave you my name, it's Jason and this is the story of how I changed the world...for the better or worse only time will say.
First story, hoping not too bad, if you like it support the story and I'll try to keep up with your demand. Also I'm open to any criticism of what I could of done better, but not random trash talk
