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Post by vet on Feb 5, 2016 20:25:24 GMT
This was turning into quiet the little party - Mora was even providing a miniature snack table. Group conversations, or most conversations, weren't really Vet's favorite thing, but they were still experienced in this kind of thing. Hearing Domino's advice and offer, they shrugged, not too keen on borrowing one of her weapons.
"Thanks, but I got more weapons I can use." Grinding for money was annoying, though, especially if the current maps in rotation weren't complimentary to your play style. They were dully reminded to check Splatnet sometime later to make sure they would be playing on more favorable maps. "'Sides, I should be practicing with more weapons anyway - you can get bored and predictable if you don't switch things up." Maybe something with more range.
Shifting their weight, they looking at the red inkling again. Her little story about the ink and dummies was pretty sweet. "That's cool." Vet waved their hand dismissively. "And, yeah, no squad for me, no one can handle my raw, unstoppable power. I usually just play with random people. It can, sometimes, be fun?" Not as much pressure to win was nice.
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I either need some friends, or some books. I'm not sure which.
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Post by Seymour (Mora) on Feb 11, 2016 5:08:52 GMT
[nospaces] [googlefont=Roboto]  But if you only have love for your own race[break]
Then you only leave space to discriminate Seymour made a friendly smile at the bunch, and poured himself some of the tea. Then he put the bottle down on the opposite side of the bag of chips to him, so that others could get a drink too. He picked up a couple of chips with his left hand, and balanced them on top of the paper cup, so that he could resume eating later without getting up and taking more chips. "This book I'm reading?" addressed Seymour. "It's a novel written in Octoling by an Octoling author. This hasn't been translated into Inkling, or at least in its entirety. The ones I could find were all censored and edited." He finished that last sentence with a frown, thinking about the unfriendly state of current interspecial relations. Seymour looked at Kayla's face, and after a few seconds, he recognized her. "Oh! Nice of you to remember me. That was a nice little occurrence, wasn't it?" Seymour smiled pleasantly. "As for your question about squads, no, I'm currently not in any squad. I'm a mercenary, you could say. Though I came here today for quiet reading—which I gave up, because socializing with friendly people is more important, and the books can wait—I brought my Splatterscope with me just in case." Shortly after, Seymour felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, so he took it out and checked it. However, there were no new notifications, and he sighed to himself. Why does that feeling even happen, anyway? [newclass="p"]margin:8px auto;[/newclass] [newclass="a"]font-family:inherit;[/newclass] [newclass="#leftbar a"]margin-bottom:8px;[/newclass] |
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Y'know, fussing over those little things doesn't get anything off the ground
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Post by Tae on Feb 14, 2016 21:44:07 GMT
Happy valentines day haha i should check here more
He poured himself some tea and put the bottle back down on the ground. "No wonder I didn't recognize it. Maybe you can teach me how to read it sometime." he joked. "That aside, its pretty dedicated to learn how to read Octoling for that." He was actually impressed. He had tried to learn how to read Octoling at one point, but all the words had been strange he'd forgotten them a day later.
"I used to be in a squad, but we kinda disbanded. We haven't played in a while anyways." He paused. "How about you? Are you in a squad?" He asked Kayla. He hadn't really seen her around either. |
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