Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-31727837-20170718155912/@comment-24953048-20170728163035

"Howdy, fellow Inklings! Good-die, zombie scum!"

The Ink Cloud faded and the Inkling landed in from above, reading what seems to be their weapon of choice - a Splat Brella.

G.Ink: I'm surprised you got here so quick, Mono.

Mono: Aww, general! C'mon, it's me - you know me, I'm always up!

G.Ink: Quit the talking, we've got a giant kraken robot at whatever-time-it-is o' clock.

Mono: You got it! *she readies herself, but hears IBH laughing* What's so funny?!

IBH: That's you're weapon?! *laughing more - until she gets a sudden impact in the face by a quick Seeker*

Mono: ...Carrying on.