OR a repeatedly-enter-squid-mode-in-Splatoon kind?Guys are you a repeatedly-crouch-in-Minecraft kind of friendly person or a repeatedly-run-around-in-circles-in-Animal Crossing kind of friendly person?
OR a repeatedly-enter-squid-mode-in-Splatoon kind?Guys are you a repeatedly-crouch-in-Minecraft kind of friendly person or a repeatedly-run-around-in-circles-in-Animal Crossing kind of friendly person?
No-OR a repeatedly-enter-squid-mode-in-Splatoon kind?
Second one because I dont have minecraftGuys are you a repeatedly-crouch-in-Minecraft kind of friendly person or a repeatedly-run-around-in-circles-in-Animal Crossing kind of friendly person?
Oh yes that tooOR a repeatedly-enter-squid-mode-in-Splatoon kind?
me and my best friend like to run around in circles around each otherSecond one because I dont have minecraft
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Oh yes that too
Write that down, write that down!@Saltyy @Kurb
Do we have to include this version too?That I wrote last night.
This is Ade-Ribbon's journal. Just Ribbon... for now.
One day, I woke up and I felt lost. Everything looked both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. The more I thought about it, the more I began to believe I was dreaming. This place looked just like a game I remember. There was no way I could actually be here, right? But then I thought harder about it. I was using all of my senses. That never happens in my dreams. This wasn't a dream, was it? I struggled to stand up at first, because it turned out I no longer had bones. This pretty much scared me, but somehow I calmed down after noticing what happened to my hair. After getting over basically a panic attack, I started to wonder why I could understand what everyone was saying, but not be able to read a single thing. Where's the logic in that? I tried to ask for help, but everyone gave me weird looks as if I had brain damage. Perhaps I did, since I certainly had no memory of growing up as an Inkling, yet I was already a teenager...? I couldn't find any proof of me always being an Inkling, though. Nobody knew who I was and there were no reports of anyone like me going missing, no matter how many days passed by. I decided that since nobody knew me, I could make up my own name. After all, I didn't like my human name. From then on, I told everyone my name was Ribbon. Unfortunately, I could not make any friends. Everyone thought I was crazy. I kept being told over and over that humans were extinct and that I must have hit my head on something. Because of this, I really struggled just to survive. I had to get a job or I was going to starve. Most of the jobs I tried were too confusing for me, especially since I couldn't read. Eventually, I gave in to the fact that turf war was one of the ways to earn money. I didn't like it, but I went through with it anyway. I played turf war so I could afford food. Only food. I had no home, so I slept in ink puddles. I spent months living like this. I eventually got used to it, even with the fact that most of the food tasted weird to me. Even the foods I remembered having as a human were different. It must be something about the ingredients... Well, anyway, I continued to live like this until... something terrifying happened. I was kidnapped. (Or squidnapped?) I woke up in what appeared to be a laboratory run by... well, I'm not sure what species they were, but they were scientists, I think. They had me trapped in what felt like a glass prison. I soon realized there were more of these glass prisons and one of them had an Octoling in it. But just that one. The rest were empty. It turns out the glass was sound-proof, too. I couldn't hear anything the crazy scientists were saying. I don't remember how long I waited in there, but I believe it was for so long that I fell asleep. But the next thing I remember is waking up in pain. Lots of pain. It took a while for me to realize that wasn't the only thing wrong. I was no longer alone. The Octoling I saw before falling asleep wasn't in the other glass prison anymore. She was inside me. I started panicking. The whole idea of this felt like a nightmare to me. The scientists started trying to talk to me, but I refused to say anything. I don't want to talk to anyone who would do THIS to me. Eventually, I realized the Octoling was just as scared as I was. In fact, she could not even remember who she was. I felt really bad for her and decided to help her come up with a name, which ended up being Adeleine. We ended up spending about 2 weeks in that laboratory. They did many experiments and kept trying to get us to speak, but we refused. We learned how to switch species but we also constantly suffered. The pain never really went away and every so often, we would end up spitting up ink for unknown reasons. Eventually, we decided we had no other choice but to escape. It also seemed that we would be stuck together forever, but that wasn't the main concern anymore. We HAD to get out of there. For some reason, they tested playing music for us. Specifically, they made us listen to Calamari Inkantation. This reminded Adeleine of something.. somehow. We lost control and attempted escaping almost immediately. It didn't work and they locked us in a different prison... a room where we couldn't see them. They did less experiments and just kept us locked in there instead. But then one day, one of the scientists came in there... and I swear they were about to kill us. We immediately attacked them out of fear and ran out as fast as we could. We ran out into the woods and hid there for a while. After we decided we were safe and nobody was coming, we headed back to Inkopolis...
Yeah I'm including all of them@Saltyy @Kurb
Do we have to include this version too?That I wrote last night.
This is Ade-Ribbon's journal. Just Ribbon... for now.
One day, I woke up and I felt lost. Everything looked both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. The more I thought about it, the more I began to believe I was dreaming. This place looked just like a game I remember. There was no way I could actually be here, right? But then I thought harder about it. I was using all of my senses. That never happens in my dreams. This wasn't a dream, was it? I struggled to stand up at first, because it turned out I no longer had bones. This pretty much scared me, but somehow I calmed down after noticing what happened to my hair. After getting over basically a panic attack, I started to wonder why I could understand what everyone was saying, but not be able to read a single thing. Where's the logic in that? I tried to ask for help, but everyone gave me weird looks as if I had brain damage. Perhaps I did, since I certainly had no memory of growing up as an Inkling, yet I was already a teenager...? I couldn't find any proof of me always being an Inkling, though. Nobody knew who I was and there were no reports of anyone like me going missing, no matter how many days passed by. I decided that since nobody knew me, I could make up my own name. After all, I didn't like my human name. From then on, I told everyone my name was Ribbon. Unfortunately, I could not make any friends. Everyone thought I was crazy. I kept being told over and over that humans were extinct and that I must have hit my head on something. Because of this, I really struggled just to survive. I had to get a job or I was going to starve. Most of the jobs I tried were too confusing for me, especially since I couldn't read. Eventually, I gave in to the fact that turf war was one of the ways to earn money. I didn't like it, but I went through with it anyway. I played turf war so I could afford food. Only food. I had no home, so I slept in ink puddles. I spent months living like this. I eventually got used to it, even with the fact that most of the food tasted weird to me. Even the foods I remembered having as a human were different. It must be something about the ingredients... Well, anyway, I continued to live like this until... something terrifying happened. I was kidnapped. (Or squidnapped?) I woke up in what appeared to be a laboratory run by... well, I'm not sure what species they were, but they were scientists, I think. They had me trapped in what felt like a glass prison. I soon realized there were more of these glass prisons and one of them had an Octoling in it. But just that one. The rest were empty. It turns out the glass was sound-proof, too. I couldn't hear anything the crazy scientists were saying. I don't remember how long I waited in there, but I believe it was for so long that I fell asleep. But the next thing I remember is waking up in pain. Lots of pain. It took a while for me to realize that wasn't the only thing wrong. I was no longer alone. The Octoling I saw before falling asleep wasn't in the other glass prison anymore. She was inside me. I started panicking. The whole idea of this felt like a nightmare to me. The scientists started trying to talk to me, but I refused to say anything. I don't want to talk to anyone who would do THIS to me. Eventually, I realized the Octoling was just as scared as I was. In fact, she could not even remember who she was. I felt really bad for her and decided to help her come up with a name, which ended up being Adeleine. We ended up spending about 2 weeks in that laboratory. They did many experiments and kept trying to get us to speak, but we refused. We learned how to switch species but we also constantly suffered. The pain never really went away and every so often, we would end up spitting up ink for unknown reasons. Eventually, we decided we had no other choice but to escape. It also seemed that we would be stuck together forever, but that wasn't the main concern anymore. We HAD to get out of there. For some reason, they tested playing music for us. Specifically, they made us listen to Calamari Inkantation. This reminded Adeleine of something.. somehow. We lost control and attempted escaping almost immediately. It didn't work and they locked us in a different prison... a room where we couldn't see them. They did less experiments and just kept us locked in there instead. But then one day, one of the scientists came in there... and I swear they were about to kill us. We immediately attacked them out of fear and ran out as fast as we could. We ran out into the woods and hid there for a while. After we decided we were safe and nobody was coming, we headed back to Inkopolis...
Uh, it's meant to be from my character's point of view...
Everything in the current message.Uh, it's meant to be from my character's point of view...
What does that website look at?
Hmm... Yeah, I don't know.
What is it? All the fictional words getting marked as misspelled? My spellchecker already bugged me about Octoling and Inkopolis.
Okay, English teacher.View attachment 298132
Two of them are misundertsnadings, the rest are real errors
I'm sorry, but I have never heard that word before. Help.Did you not see the tautology?
Oh, okay. Yeah, I probably didn't notice I did that.