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A World Of Color
Chapter 3
It Begins
It was finally time. The Splat Zone ended, and it was almost time for Roderick's first ever Turf War. The jellyfish cleanup crew came in with mops and started cleaning up the green and yellow ink from the just-ended Splat Zone. the respawn portal's ink were changed to purple and blue. Kira sprinted over to two of these squid kids, who also had purple hair. One of them was a male, who, for a reason that was not apparent to Roderick, was wearing a gas mask. The other one, being a girl, was rocking a backwards ball cap. Roderick was straightening his shirt out to hide wrinkles that weren't there. But when he looked up, the three squid children were not there anymore. "May as well wait for them at that portal thingy," Roderick decided. "They may have just grabbed a quick swig of soda." He reached the spawn point, which had a pool of purple ink in it. He stepped awkwardly into the ring.
Fwwiinng!
Purple ink swirled around his hair, and dyed it purple. Roderick stared in awe. "Ooooooh!" He wowed. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw something blink. He looked down and nearly jumped out of his skin. Sitting calmly in the pool of purple ink, were three small purple squids staring up at him. One was looking at him a wierd way. After about a minute, they... Stood up? They soon stood as tall as Roderick, and were covered in ink. They shook it off, flinging some on Roderick. They were squid kids, just like him. Kira was right next to him. That was the one staring at me awkwardly, Roderick thought. A black screen flipped down, and the word "READY?" written in purple was displayed on the screen. "Ok, see that ink tank on your back?" Kira said to Roderick. He turned his head to view the glass cylinder on his back that was filled with purple ink. "That's your ammo. Once the tank is empty, you gotta-
An air horn went off, and the screen flashed "GO!"
The three inklings around Roderick dashed off the spawn point and fired their ink everywhere. One was even using a giant roller. Confused, Roderick ran off the spawn point and pulled the trigger on his small, rectangular gun. A plop of ink flew out and landed on the ground. Roderick smiled and started shooting ink like crazy. Indigo saw Roderick being completely careless, and started running toward him. He grinned evilly and morphed into a squid, and swam towards him. He was now directly behind Roderick, and quietly morphed back into an Inkling. Indigo held down his trigger, and shot Roderick square in the back. "WAAUUUGHH!" Roderick yelled, and fell face first into a puddle of blue ink. He felt himself drift into the air, and saw his ink tank, gun, shoes, and shirt laying covered in blue ink on the ground. He blacked out for a moment, then found himself standing in the purple spawn point. He started shooting again, covering a bit of ground. He was just about to shoot down an enemy inkling, and pulled the trigger.
But nothing came out.
"Crap! I got no ammo left!" He said in defeat. He saw Kira nearby and shouted, "Hey, Kira! I ran out of ink! What do I do now?" He said. She didn't answer, being extremely focused on whatever she was doing. She splatted someone on the other team, let out a relived sigh, then turned to Roderick and her face immediately changed to a rage. "You're telling me that you have NO idea how to go Squid Mode?! What kind of an Inkling are you?!" She yelled at him. Roderick was stunned. He heard something fall at his feet. "Oh god no!" Kira said in fear, and dashed off. Roderick looked down at his feet and saw a strange triangle-shaped contraption.
He blacked out again.
He dashed off of the spawn point, determined to get at least one kill.
Splat.
Respawn.
Splat.
Respawn.
Splat.
Respawn.
He ran off of his spawn, but just as he placed his finger on the trigger, a buzzer went off and the loudspeaker announced, "GAME!"
Roderick and his team walked off of the arena. Kira was walking next to him, her face red with anger. "Kira, I-" Roderick started, but was cut off when Kira punched him in the mouth. Blood rushed out of his mouth, and he held his hands over it. "MMMHHppph!" He tried to say through his hands. When the teams were gathered at the entrance to the skatepark, a large television flickered to life. It showed the skatepark from a bird's eye view. There was huge quantities of blue ink everywhere. Barely any purple ink was visible. A cat hopped up onto a box, and started tallying the score, he put down a note pad he was writing on, and said, "the winner of this Turf War iiiiss..." He paused, then after a full five seconds of suspense, he pulled a blue flag with a squid on it from behind his back. The blue team was whooping with joy. The purple team wasn't as joyful. They groaned with defeat. Kira just stood quietly, her face still red. Roderick was a deep red, but not because of anger, but embarrassment. He held his head low. The cat gave him a few coins. "Good effort!" The cat said encouragingly.
Roderick slouched away. Kira stalked up behind him and tripped him. "Waauugh!" Roderick flopped to the ground. "how could you do this to my team?!" She yelled at him. She pulled him up, but when he was on his feet, she grabbed his shoulders and started shaking him. "You're a failure! 'I don't know how to refill my ink tank!'? Seriously!?" She let go of him and he fell to the ground again. "I mean, look at you! You're pathetic! You can't even keep yourself up! You are a disgrace to Inkopolis!" She said, seriously dissapointed. "All I can tell you is this. Inkopolis's 50th anneversary is coming up, and they're hosting a huge party and Splatfest. If you play like you did today, you'll forever be looked down upon and I will never help you again. Heck, I might never even talk to you you're such a flop!" She stormed past him, never looking back once. Roderick slouched over, his face now showing sadness, "she's right, I am a failure." He said quietly. He walked silently in the street. It started to downpour. Roderick found an alley, and curled up under a small awning, and fell asleep, hugging his Splattershot Jr. To his chest.