You know I'd like to believe that I am the very best survivor among the other packs: always aim high, go for the big prize and check your back and your surroundings before leaping your bullshit to their bullshit in order to create order and disorder at the same time to confuse the shit out of the lot of them, chaos after; then go and take what's mine. That's how it always was for me at the beginning of my life, to the very last of it while taking shit from people and doing their work for them as I find my way out of collateral damage and situations….I was the fox incarnate. But that was just an exaggeration, even I think it was a bit much to think something so literal can be so real. But I lived on that title. My family thought the same as my sister called me little foxy as a teasing nickname for my achievement of it. I didn't mind it as much...then again, I've always adapted to the situation despite others getting in my way and judging my methods; though it is a shame that they didn't have enough excuses to get themselves out of their own nonsense...hehe~. I can escape on pretty much anything...except this.
That octo girl: "My lord! I have completed the task you have given me! The rest of us did all the necessary preparations for our very briefing, and had the soldiers refer to you as a doctor instead of cod! But some still want to call you cod. So please excuse our people for being a bit under the weather for your grace" she informed me in loyalty while saluting with utmost respect.
This is something new and out of the normal ordinary things I've known so far that I don't think I can adapt to it because of how screwed up everything has gotten in this new day and age. I feel both proud and dirty at the same time, what a lovely world.
Jack: "Thank you Nicky, you can go back to your post with the others now. And don't worry it's fine for now. Oh and while you're at it...can you take the rest of the 'employees' with you?" I said to the former king octoling soldier as I learned her real name.
Over a hundred octolings are under my command now. Many are jack of all trades: Soldiers, construction workers, electricians, engineers - they're proficient in various tasks and I can't express enough how valuable this is! My new base of operations can now be restored to its former glory and I couldn't bear to ask for more qualified people for such a project. I keep wondering how things are, shifting things to my favour, considering how life loves to screw me over every now and then. However It only takes pity on me when it feels like it. And If that's the case with me since birth, I would like to use one right now, because when I see them with this whole god status that they lay on humanity is really bothering. I can't focus on my work because of these octolings, or octarians, but at least I can list the differences and variety of these octo-creatures and how they operate. Along with there odd types, there's the Octotroopers act as pawn soldiers, Shielded Octotrooper the same but with a shield, Octo Divers that dive to their own ink, Octosniper...as it says, Octoballs...which is odd mind you, Octocopter and the list keeps going but not too long of a list. And...some of them are there with the octolings in their octopie form or normal form, resting on top of them or below of them depending on how much the door can handle anyway as they are quacking at both me and Zoe, with their weird alien-like voice.
At the moment we're working with tinkering the Gold dynamo roller, however we only made a small progress by amplifying its power. Not the intended result, because the real problem here is that I can't produce ink of my own to make this thing work more effectively with at least the ability to switch between lethal and non-lethal ink subsistence ammunition...but even that prove to be hard consider that the ink itself is rather lethal for inklings and octolings as a whole. Speaking of.
I looked back at them, and they were still here as Nicky was trying to get them to leave but her almost shy behavior was not something I like to call leader material, unlike her previous persona. In any case, Good fuck women! Bliss your soul for trying to be nice about it, but grow some balls already! I walked away from the work desk and went straight to the octarian soldiers before they bowed to me and then saluted. I told them that I appreciate the attention, but I have work and someone's coming tonight, and Cod would be happy if they would go back to the base and continue guarding it while necromancing it back to working condition with a side of their own touch of improvements on it...Just to make it feel more familiar and comfortable.
...surprisingly enough they have their own version of the Squid Sisters logo. Didn't count them as fans for sure. Hmm, how amusing. After I gave them my order they joyfully accepted it and went on their way out of the sub, as some of them were guarding it from both inside and out.
Nicky: "S-so sorry doctor. I haven't been myself for a very long time. I hope you at least find me somewhat tolerable in exchange" she said in an apologetic tone while looking back at me.
Jack: "It's fine Nicky, just go back to work. I appreciate you all for generously providing me with the ink supply that I require for my little project. So thank you once again, now go. You have a new home to protect now" I said in a humble tune with an added smile as I held her hand while others held on top of it to show a good gesture of appreciation for her work.
She just trembled in shyness of me holding her hand while praising her, as she smiled sheepishly while blushing in return as if she's being graced by me; her hair tentacles acting up as they...faintly reaching for me? Hmm, that's new; and her adorable silent squee is a tad a bit much. It stopped my train of thought, god fucking damn it life!...but ho boy, this is just keeps getting more and more interesting.
Nicky: "Your w-welcome, m-my Great One. I hope you and Zoe can find our ink supply favourable" she said in loyalty while still sounding sheepishly.
I let her go and she went back to work outside of the sub before saluting Zoe and I; the door then slid down before going back to the table where everything they had brought for me was inside next to the workbench. The metal net boxes show both empty and full ink tanks
Zoe: "I'll put my Great One on the new list" she said just before she did that on the digital list on the arm-droid as I just put one hand on my front nose.
Not in frustration mind you, or her. It's just ever since last night's fight, people are coming up with more names for me and Zoe with endless titles. I did ask why and she replied with this 'so you can be non-threatening'. Sigh. Also I say the word I because Zoe is the only one who can keep track of every little thing she searched and discovered, so honestly I just feel more disappointed than anything really. But I decided to let things happen and deal with it as it comes before the day that it has to stop.
And as in why I make myself fully known and revealed to the octarians only, was because of that I wanted to do my work with peaceful mind without have to check my back every now and then for them to sneak by and finally get a glimpse of there dear ol cod, consider they have doing it for the entire day...nosey little assholes I say. Regardless, even if Zoe told them off, she would probably go as far as blackmailing them for having the worst history, making them feel like absolute shitbags and have them miss up a task or two in so much pressure, or possibly even worse.
To which I think these poor things had enough bullshit for the rest of there life's and they deserved a fucking vacation already! They need at least a tequila with a side of barbecue of endless supply of paradise and sweets beyond their wildest freedoms to which they have ever seen. Shame that I don't have that kind of power, if I did I would be drowning in poontang already with more food and money that I could ever dream of. Then again Zoe would probably be signed up for life guard duty just to see all the action while recording every single thing I and everyone does. In any case though, I have welcomed the role of being their leader of their alliance with me since they have a goal of their own. We will reform the name of their squad later once we get to do the briefing and get a grasp on every situation we have so far on that king DJ octocunt, their home lands, inkopolis and more.
As for there appearance of the Octarians, and as it reads in these fills by deadf1sh has sent. 'Octarians are usually resemble tentacles rather than full octopuses. They are red and cream colored, with their suckers present on the red side of their bodies, googly yellow eyes, purple lips, and tiny legs in black boots. They come in a variety of forms, and the line is often blurry when it comes to what is an Octarian and what is mechanical, suggesting they may use some manner of biotechnology', and if you want a more accurate of there history. 'Octarians are an animal species which evolved from octopuses after the start of the Mollusc Era. Like Inklings, Octarians are ink-based creatures and are implied to not be able to live underwater due to their historical fight with Inklings over the remaining land. Before that, they used to have a friendly relationship with the Inklings, but rising sea levels caused the two species to engage in a war called the Great Turf War. The war took place 100 years before the events of Splatoon, where the Inklings emerged victorious, which forced the Octarians to retreat and live in underground domes located in Octo valley and Octo canyon. While the length of the battle is unknown, it is revealed that it at least lasted over a year based on the date of a photo taken during the war. During the war, the Octarians used technology such as the Great Octoweapons, which seemed to be more advanced than the Inklings, who were depicted as using Bamboozlers. The sunken scrolls state that the Octarians were winning the war, but lost momentum due to the Great Octoweapons being turned off by being removed from of their plug)...this is just quite amazing, the fact that they are capable of fucking things up are truly astounding. They have my mad respect on that...morons. (Another Sunken Scroll states that it was the Inklings' superior number of limbs that led them to victory. It is unknown whether either of these statements could be propaganda by one or the other faction. The Inklings had a fighting force called the squid-beak splatoon which was by led by Cap'n Craig Cuttlefish. While the Squidbeak Splatoon ceased to be, Cuttlefish continued looking out for the Octarians after their defeat, where he has a cabin in Octo Valley and Octo Canyon as a lookout.
….who the fuck wrote these thing's? But I can't say that there not far from being accurate. The squid-beak splatoon unit, Huh. And the captain is in the Octo Valley. If he is there, then maybe he could fill me up on what the fuck is going on between there stupid conflict overpower. Because I honestly don't give a rat's about it, what I want….is the real truth behind the whole shit of both Craig and Octavio. Because those two old morons better have an explanation because I think it's there fault for dooming both of there kind. And I don't give a shit if one of them have a third leg, I still going to slap a bitch.'Sigh'...But, that well have to wait on a more meaning full day.
For now, let me tell you the role's of the octarian 'employees ' that is aside from the regular octolings, and suggestions from zoe she give, here are the fallowing.
1. Octotroopers. These are Octarian fighters that are the basic front-line infantry units of the Octopus Army, and pose little threat; but often appear in large groups or accompanying more dangerous foes, such as the Twintacle Octotrooper or Octosniper. They appear to be single tentacles with green eyes and purple-lipped mouths, with tiny legs. They are most commonly seen riding a small, conical hovercraft with an ink shooter mounted on the front. However, they also sometimes appear on stationary, three-legged platforms that are much taller than the dimunitive hovercrafts. In combat, there basic, front-line units of the Octopus army, octotroopers have extremely limited mental and physical abilities, especially individually. Assignment: base patrols.
2. Twintacle Octotroopers. They are Octarian fighters are the more advanced version of the standard Octotrooper. They present a deadlier threat than the average Octotrooper, and nearly entirely supplant the Octotrooper. They resemble the same as the standard Octotrooper, but have two tentacles instead of one. Their eyes display an angry expression, compared to the slightly clueless ones of the standard Octotroopers. Additionally, their vehicles have gained a massive upgrade- having a firing button and joystick, instead of just a joystick. This allows the right tentacle of the Twintacle Octotrooper to mash the firing button, letting loose a mid-range barrage of shots that travel quite quickly compared to the standard Octotrooper's fire. Besides this deadly capability and increased firing speed, Twintacle Octotroopers are not all that different from the standard Octotroopers. They will still gape at Splat Bombs sailing overhead, and forget about the player if they merely vanish behind cover. Additionally, they still have the durability of the Octotrooper, meaning that they will not stand up to the Inkzooka or Ink Cannon. However, in Octo Canyon, they have double the durability of the Octotrooper. Also, should they move into the enemy ink, they have a very hard time moving. After the Inkling is out of sight though, they will pause to spread out friendly Octarian ink to make movement easier for them, leaving them vulnerable and distracted, and will even smile as they lay down the ink to make things easier for them to maneuver. Assignment: patrols and guard doors.
3. Shielded Octotroopers. stronger version of Octotroopers by definition. They use shields to protect themselves from attacks. Assignment: same as the last two.
4. Octodivers. is a variant of the Octotrooper and the Twintacle Octotrooper. Unlike their regular counterparts, Octodivers are equipped with snorkel masks and hide in pockets of Octarian ink. When the player approaches them, they quickly surface from the ink and begin firing. They are able to dive into their own ink when under attack or too far away from their target as a means of defence. Octodivers can have two tentacles, making them a Twintacle Octodiver, or just one, in which case they are normal Octodivers.
Assignment: same as before plus put them as ambushers around the base.
5. Octosnipers. they shoot ink with long, thin weapons. Octosnipers have a laser showing where they are looking and a red laser to show where they are aiming. Octosnipers appear much taller than many of their Octarian counterparts. They are stationed on immobile platforms, where they blow shots of ink through a lengthy tube.
Their goggles show their right eye, and their left eye has a laser vision attachment to help them aim. If one looks closely, they can see that there is a headset as well, implying that Octarians do communicate with each other during combat. Assignment: scouts and ranged guards outside the base.
6. Tentakooks appears to be wearing a helmet that is strapped to its body. The helmet is covering its eyes and it has purple lips. It is wearing small roller skates with tiny ink tanks attached to it. Instead of trying to directly attack un enemy, once it spots one, it runs away instead leaving a thin trail of ink. It will also drop Splat Bombs once running away. Assignment: fast intel messengers and siren the entire base quickly(it is also perfect for leaving trails of ink all over while speeding so the rest of the octoling's can swim through it's ink to get around quickly for a possible threat).
7. Octocopters. they can fly. They are essentially the aerial version of the common Octotrooper and seem to occupy the role of air-to-ground fighters in the Octarian Army, supplanted by the heavier-duty Octobombers. They retain the same weaknesses of the common Octotrooper, but one must get closer to hit them, given their height in the air. Assignment: flying watchers around the base.
8. Octobombers. that also can fly in the air and throw Splat Bombs at enemy's. Octobombers have small propeller helmets with launchers that eject Splat Bombs. They have a perpetually worn-out expression, with a large purple downturned mouth and purple bags under its tiny eyes. It has orange tentacles. Assignment: guarding the sub, but when it's out, switch to in base patrols.
The Octostamps and Octoballs are the decorators...they improvise.
And considering the sub can hold forty people per room, they have to share at least some space for them to sleep as they have no home at the moment. Much as the facility that is still making its improvements while we had to attach the sub' extra power core to the generator. Temporary solution but it makes things easier for all of us to clean and see as well. Still, one can BARELY call it home atm; things are still relatively new and demand extensive repairs, were short on beds for extra people who are bored too. I went outside while they did their new jobs and made a trip to inkopolis city, ordered more extra beds to come by early in the shipment inkopolis docks in the afternoon; stock piled on food and clothes. So many mouths to feed and dress up, had to bring Nicky along since she knows their sizes better than me. Of course I could have done this in much easier fashion, but she desperately insisted to come so there's that. I have her use my hoodie and that knife that we confiscated from Fred, the one who tried to attack Callie while being brain fucked.
She specializes in knife combat and uses the octo shot which is the same model of the regular splatter shot, but here's the thing...The Octo Shot's ink tank is a large cylindrical tank with a black screw cap that rests on top of the main parts of the gun with a thick plastic black band wrapped around it, connecting the ink tank to the gun. From the top of the screw cap, a large wide tube bends in a U-turn fashion connecting the ink to the barrel of the Octo Shot, which resembles a pure black and miniature version of the ink tank, complete with a black screw cap. Below the barrel is a large handle with a small trigger that is held within one hand. Connecting on the remaining side of the barrel is a grip which is used with the other hand to grasp when firing. The grip is a silver-colored semi-cylinder with a black semi-cylinder coating the outside, complete with finger holds for grip. Connecting to the forward-facing side of the grip is a funnel-shaped silver nozzle. The default appearance and Octo Shot thumbnails portray the ink color to be a dark purple, resembling Callie's shade of ink... Why do I feel a sudden stab in the heart all of the sudden?
….I really don't know what it means. But I have to at least remain on the lookout for her if she's going to be…! No, oh god please just let this be as some sort of imagination of mine.
Sigh, rather than...that. Let me tell you something interesting instead. Because some folks just walked by to greet me with a head bow only. Some of the t.l, g member's were also there, Becky and John were at the turf war as they were almost done. Of course they see her but they only assume that she is some kind of apprentice to me...and I have to be honest on one thing. Nicky's size, just made it look like a coat, as it reached only to her knees. Damn that's cute! And it was rather easy to get some clothes in the plaza. Speaking of said plaza, I have met with the three separate store owners in the Booyah Base and I can't believe that word has survived longer than me. As it also used in matches as well, Fuck you Booyah….speaking of green dead, did she bring those octarians to me; or did the captain really go out of his way to bring them me by himself. Why? I could go on about it but I think it's time to go home already.
After returning home at dusk time, and with the additional cargo we have formed and gathered in our possession to our new home, and some major cleaning equipment for everything we have to clean off the base. Morale has been high up like crazy when we brought them here. And now, things have been really lively as ever around here. And they began to support me even further as they got to work with more stuff to look forward to after finishing off with their new and current assignment's.
So I guess the living situation so far has been handled surprisingly well, but for how long? Damn it all, I need to talk to the mayor soon and see what he has to offer for me and Zoe before contacting Celine aka Agent 3. As she filled me in, in a form of text since Zoe and I are open for business now. She's already on bored with it if I needed some more help, but I on the other hand feel like she deserves some compensation for her work no matter if she wanted to refuse it. I mean I don't owe her anything but have her life rescued and being an overall badass on her own too, however I think the whole fiasco with Kevin was just an easy win for her already. Maybe she wanted me to fuck with him, and his nasty team that badly to make them truly stop, clever, girl~.
While I was working with Zoe on the project, I just thought of something.
Jack: "Hey zoe?"
zoe:"hmm?"
jack: "Should we have our meeting with the mayor on screen?"
Zoe: "Why? What's wrong in going in person?"
jack:"oh it's nothing really, I just thought we might need to be careful. I mean since now you have things under control with the grid. But I like to have it that way with the mayor since it's much safer and not have any surprise guests in our meeting"
zoe:"...i mean"
jack:"it's just a thought really"
zoe:"hmmmm"
I offered the idea as we began to think about it while we worked before switching to different topics.
Jack: "While we're at it, what do you think of our new recruits? They're doing a pretty good job with an amazing dedication for making the base sort of going. Despite how they are worshipping us to no end"
zoe:" Feels like this kind of question I should be asking~"
jack:" Beat you to it then~" I said with a sly smile before some sparks escaped the roller...damn it.
Zoe:" Easy there~. Anyway, for your question...I still find it fucking weird of how they keep licking our toes like that. And I'm not getting used to it any time soon...why would you?" she said as she made a fair point.
Jack:" Point taken and with you and that. But aside from that, what do you think of them as workers or employers?" I asked as she claimed herself as she was about to lose it.
Zoe:" [sigh]...that was the only cons so far, as for their pros. They're doing pretty good making most of my jobs easier, the kitchen, the organizing, the mopping and dusting everything off; working things out with our base computers back online as I slowly get more files about this place. And the best part is. We don't have to pay them for jack shit!"she said as I stopped working like a machine stuck in position before I looked back at her.
Jack:"..."
Zoe:"...what? You know it's true. We have nothing to give them back other than their blind loyalty to us. No offence Jack, but these guys are just lost sheep without a shepherd to guide them. Plus they don't do well by there own when I told them to train as they have no idea what to train for"
jack: "You almost sound like dead f1sh" I said as I looked back on my work and kept going before she did.
Zoe:"doc! They literally don't know jack shit! No offence"
jack: "To be fair, they have been locked with their awful persona for a long time. You can't exactly fault something that they have no control over"
zoe: "You make sound like an excuse for them of not knowing anything"
Jack:" Zoe they have been brain fucked for so long that some of them did lose themself and their meaning of life; and at this point I have to find a way to get them back in shape before deploying them back to the field. Because once they do, there are going to be the very proud octolings they were meant to be all these years ago. And I'll bring that damn pride back for them and recover everything that they have lost" I said as I sort of felt that similar small experience of that...it might not be that long but.
I can't leave them, they might be tricked to believe anything that anyone says just because they have memory problem or anything of that sort, not until I give them the proper treatment and the right people to give them the edge they need, not just to fight. But to live and rise up from the ashes of the cold prideful cunt's that shackles the underdogs.
zoe:"….how are you sounding like a soldier already?"
jack:"because I'm the main character" I said as she looked at me with an unamused expression.
Zoe:"...really" she said as I just laughed for a bit.
jack:"Haha! just fucking with ya my dear. No I'm just happened to be a poor bastard who survived the life of unfairness...that's all"
Zoe:"That doesn't tell me much of who you are completely!"
Jack:"Isn't that just more than enough for you to know? At the very least it's everything I can provide you on my own for now" I said as I fixed the sparking issue of the roller being malfunctioned...nice~.
zoe:"Come on Jack tell meeee~" she pleaded as I just raised one eyebrow while eye's looking at her.
Jack:"if I told everything right now" I said before going right in front of her face.
Jack:"then you'll be just as bored as my ex" I said a bit harshly with an angry fury on my face.
Tension then began to rise a bit as I got back to work as I just kept on working without much to talk about. Zoe just kept on working with me while being quiet. A few minutes had passed as I was the first to speak.
Jack:"Sorry Z. I can't tell you something so personnel, you know that"
zoe:"..."
jack:"Zoe-?"
zoe:"It's fine. I get it"
Jack:"Really? Cuz I don't think you do" I said as she shot me a glare but I just shrugged with the 'I don't know' expression to her as she just rolled her eyes before we got back to work.
Zoe:"Don't you trust me Jack?"
jack:"So far, yes. But I don't throw my personnel shit away without getting something in return"
zoe:"...and what's that?"
I only said nothing as I only looked with the expression that says ' figure it out' kind of expression before I hear the door knocking.
?:"excuse me doctor? May I come in?"said the male voiced Octoling as it sounded like fred.
Jack:" You can come in Fred, the room is clear for entering...oh and Zoe? We're going live. Cuz I really don't want anyone snooping us around in our personnel space while we talk to the mayor. Also there's the matter with that cunt king himself might going to spy on us via his brain-fucked bricks'' I said as she nodded before fred came in with fresh casual clothes we bought for them which it did bring a smile to both our faces that they are at least comfortable walking around with them.
Fred:"hey doc. We finished our work for today. May we request some time off for the rest of the night?"asked politely with a smile.
Jack:"Let me see the results first, then. Then I might throw a party for ya'll" I said with a smile before Zoe and I followed him outside.
As I stepped foot outside the sup, the octarian's just smiled and waved instead of bowing, clearly tired looking. That's a good sign for actually doing work as I see their sweetness in their brow.
Jack:"Evening brothers and sisters ~. Hope you guys did a good job at this place. Since now it's our new home and all that before we make our move to the false king himself" I said with a soft tune as I didn't want them to be all railed up after a hard day of work.
Lost octarians:"we sure did our lord!" they said as they railed themselves up but with a low voice and all.
Nicky:" Right this way doctor. We hope you like what we did to make the base more operational" she said as she presented herself with a sort of comfortable clothing.
Jack:"splendid nicky! As goes for the rest of you beautiful sealings'' I said as they all blushed from my compliment...i mean come on these guys really deserve some good praise here after a long day of exhaustion.
I followed her around the facility, along with fred. Fred is a both sniper and scout specialist among Nicky's group, as he kept the base in a good look out with his other team that is outside from his normal group. We kept following as we saw things were absolutely spotless and saw no dust in the hallway. Walls have been repainted, stars and rails have been fixed, elevators are working again, computer's are completely back online as I see everything is still as it was before with nothing has been tampered with as I checked every single file I have in there, good. I'll check before asking dead1sh about them when she's available, then we check on the rest of the floors as it's seven floors in total.
Deep floor.0:electric room and bunker.
Floor. 1:base, gate, cafeteria and living quarters.
Floor. 2:computers, defence systems, training grounds and armory.
Floor. 3:intel and strategy room.
Floor. 4:lap's and factory.
Floor. 5: the bar.
Floor. 6:my office/ bedroom and a helipad outside my wall window.
All these floors are looking good ready to instal some shit that is working, however that will come on a later date. As all of them did an amazing and utmost wonderful job of doing their tasks.
Zoe:"daaaaaaamn~. These gays really know how to make the whole place baller as fuck" she said with one hand on her hip as I agreed with happy smile on my face.
Jack:"most excellent work octarians! Our new home is ready to be themed by us. And I thank you so much for your hard work, But for now. You have earned your all night party~"as I said that with a joyful remark.
As they joyfully jump around happily but also with a pleasing and relieving look on their faces as they are happy to make themselves proud, I'm honestly more proud that they did a good job on making their home clean and spotless with how much care they put into it. Shit, I can even see myself on window's squidstagram because I look really dashing with my gray business suit. Zoe then took them and made there way to the bar as they celebrate with her mostly before the gay himself show up.
Then I figured I deserve a break as well, before nicky came to me with a salute and asking me to come to, I of course said yes before holding her hand, in surprise while walking with me as she just felt very shy because of how I just 'yoink' I grabbed her hand. Now we're walking down to the fifth floor using the elevator.
Nicky:"um...d-docter? Why do you hold my hand?" she asked as I kept holding her hand gently before looking at her.
Jack:"you did good today, And that was really amazing of what you did back at the city. So tonight I'll be spending time with you~" I said as she just looked at with a blush on her face as she was about to die from extreme embarrassment while her tentacles just faintly coming to me...hmm.
I could just spend all night listing all the good chart about these octolings and how are they just the most adorable thing that I could just die from both cuteness, and there wildness at the party, because there just going crazy with just loving life to know end as zoe is showing them a good time. While Nicky and I just talked and shared a lot of stuff.
*After the party and back to the sub*
Zoe:"Hey doc, the weapon blacksmith guy is here. So suit up and let's get the deal going...that was a wild party that I ever been one~" she informed with excitement while folding her arms.
jack:"I agree. Tho the sex was a bit much but I approve nonetheless"
zoe:"Did you at least make her feel lucky?)"
jack:"I just met her Z, so no...now then, the whole artificial substance of similar properties of octolings will be underway!"
Zoe:"Why did you want him anyway? Don't I have all you need to make this work?" she asked before opening the suite.
jack:"you are Z, however, reverse engineering the ink and developing my own version of synthesising my substance to it, will require an expert on it, and after that. it's easy" I answered while I wore the suit and made my way to the sup's main door.
Odradek/Zoe:"jack, that's kind of gross don't you think? I mean I know you don't like them but. Would you really want to go that far for new power?"she asked in worry.
Jack:"things are going asinine from here on Z, and I need everything to be ready and loaded before we go heaven's hell blazing into the octarians domain" I said just before arriving at the door.