Ink and Blood

by McOctoTits

A story of two narrator's, Two Ink.. Octo... Ink and octolings. And a unknown source keeping you from the two Narrator's worst words.

2. Chapter 2 (The Play)

"What. Is this the script?"

"Heard it was. Its... okay. Its Okay."

"Hell. Alright." Cough noise. Ah hell. They muted [Static.] "Chapter one... God is dead. And we fucking murdered him." "Part one. Sliding and Shooting." loading. Loading. Loaded. "Run! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!" Ink bombs were flying. "Baller engaging!" The bombs stopped. "Octa! This better work!" Its not gonna work. "Lets do this!" Rolling in, A octoling landed and hit a enemy, who ran away as it exploded. "Ah Damn..." Another inkling, of the same color ran in as the timer hit 0:00. "Better luck next time... atleast we won, Eh?" Judd says... Good Guys... WIN! "We won. Nice job Ink." "Same Octa." . . . " We found our main characters."