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STILL ON HIATUS, BUT I NEED YOUR HELP.

My friend is going to make a fandub of Return of the Mamallians if she reaches 1k subscribers before June 6th.

Help us get there.

(SHE MAKES BANGER SPLATOON FAN MUSIC BTW. PLEASE!!!)

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New splatfest guys!!!

#MY BIRTHDAY WAS ON THIS DAY AS WELL. FUCKIN CRAZY. #mod s reblogs #mod s speaking #splatoon #splatoon 2 #splatoon 3 #splat2n #splat3n #splat 3 #🔃

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GUYS PLEASE CHECK OUT MY FRIEND'S AU IT FUCKS SO HARD!!!!!!

CK CHAPTER 2-Innocence-

TW//none this time actually :0

Prince p.o.v

It’s been 7 months since I finished fully training Rider, and 1 month since the sanitization program began. The new term also started last month, and with that a new form of..’hiring’ arrived with the sanitization program. I quickly shove the unfinished thought out of my head as I slowly tread along the concrete to a new location. 

I had overheard word of a ‘rebellion’ starting up earlier, and decided to go check out the place they said it would be without telling my brother. Maybe if I shut this down…he’ll  commend  me for it? I smile behind my mask and nod to myself, realising the number of employees thinning out as I get closer to the location. That’s…very strange.

 The lack of inklings continued until I’m the only person there. Hm. maybe they knew i was coming..might be a tr- My trail of thought is cut off by me being thrown to the ground. I feel an immense amount of pressure on one spot of my back, before hearing cheers from the crevices around me. A trap. 

I hear the sound of people gathering around me as I beguin to panic and struggle, feeling the pressure worsen. Who’s..who’s strong enough to hold me down like this with just their foot.?....What the hell? I hear the shuffling of inklings as sounds of whispers and others shushing each other echo around me. Without warning, I feel a sharp pain in my side as I was kicked. But only once, surprisingly..

Finally, I was spoken to. “Not so cocky now, are we, Cardinal.” Rider. I should have known he was behind  this, coddamn it im so fucking stupid “Go. all of you. I’ll handle this.” He snarls as a group I couldn't  see runs off. I feel the pressure lift off of me “Get up.” Why am I shaking? I push myself off the ground. He’s no threat to me, he’s not emperor, why am I shaking? 

We stand there silent for a couple seconds, a few metres away from each other. He takes a step forward, before antagonising  me. “Well? Aren’t you going to do something? Call your mask friends, go on.” I take a step back 

“No. you’re up to something.” I stand uneasy and unbalanced, holding my side and not knowing if I'm still surrounded. 

“So you’d rather die than call for help? Who’s the pathetic one now” Without warning, he runs to me and pushes me to the ground.  With everything I've done.. Maybe I deserve this. “What’s wrong with you? Why aren't you fighting back?” I shake the thoughts of doubt away and jump right back up 

“No rider, I just don’t want to get my hands dirty.” I rush to take my device out of my pocket, but it’s slapped out of my hands before I can use it. “Thought you said cockyness was the death of employees here, Cardinal.” He raises his hand and hits me in the face with the strength he probably uses to swing his dynamo roller.

 I fall to the floor before swiftly realising my mask came off with the powerful hit, breaking in two when it hit the floor. I panic to grab the pieces before Rider sees my face, not noticing that it’s too late. “....Prince?” Hearing my name in this setting sends shivers down my spine, causing me to shake..This is it….I’m going to be the downfall of our empire..I’m a failure.. 

I hear Rider take a step toward me “why…why are..” I don't answer and just sit there on the floor, facing away from him in shame. “Prince, who convinced you to be a part of something like this?” He steps closer, sitting next to me despite what I put him through. “Who’s actually the one in charge? I know you know.” He sounds like he’s grasping at straws. Who is he to suddenly talk to me all nice like we’re friends.

“I am a part of this out of my own will. This is what has to happen in order for us to be successful” I say it, but i can tell he doesn’t believe me from the look on his face. “I know you don’t believe that, who Is ‘we?’” He’s still pushing. Fine. if pushing is what he wants, pushing is what he’s gonna get.“You know nothing of me, 3.5. You are NOT a friend. You are an employee.” He looks taken aback “You are disposable. You mean absolutely nothing to me. Just like all the other employees. So stop acting like an idiot.” He looks at me wide eyed, before shaking his head and taking a breath “Prince, I DO know you. You’re just a kid, you- I know you don’t have a say in any of this.” I notice his hand extend to help me up. What.? “You don’t deserve it either. Up at the surface? That’s the life we’re supposed to have, what everyone here in this cursed place is supposed to have.” His eyes dull as he looks around at his surroundings “Not this, Prince. Noone here deserves this.” I feel the thoughts I've pushed down rise back in as the centre of my attention. No. no no. don’t let him trick you. “You can help put an end to this. I know you know it’s wrong.” 

He’s wrong. This is right, this is the right thing to do I look up at him, before realising something. “You’re better then this.” is he.. Pitying me? Ha. I scoff and hit his hand away, snarling at him. “I will be informing my supervisors about this.” I say, not sure if i mean it or not “This resistance will not last for long…..Enjoy your next hours, 3.5.” why’d I hesitate at that last part.? I don’t care. I look away from him, not wanting to see his reaction.

I expect him to hit me again or kick me, anything really. but instead I hear the sound of his footsteps, walking away. I dare not look behind me, in case there were other employees looking this way. I decide to stand once again and look through my bag for a spare mask, and lucky me, I was prepared.

I slip it on and leave the ally parcially un-scathed, 

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UH. OOPS?

SORRY GUYS I GOT GROUNDED AGAIN AND FORGOT ABOUT THIS... losers bracket voting is CLOSED!!! I'll be making that bracket as soon as i get the chance <333

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CK-Chapter 1-the end of freedom

Tw//death threats, kamabo co, cold personality, rider angst

DIFFERENT P.O.V -----

My feet carefully pad along the, surprisingly clean, tiled floor, tapping along the squares as I walk. I think about why they even called me here if I'm already employed. Some kind of post-employment interview or something?

I glance around the space, shocked that almost the entirety of the building is underground. After I finish walking through the huge-ah hallway, I turn the corner only to see ANOTHER coddamn hallway.

“The fuck,” I mumble, cursing under my breath, though this time there's an actual door at the end of the hall. The taps of my shoes bounce around the area as if it were an empty gymnasium. That in itself was suspicious, but I chose to go on anyway.

Soon, I reach the door and turn the handle to be met with an office of sorts, with someone seated at a desk in the middle.

“Sit.” They order. Wow, kinda rude for the first time meeting me, jeez. Even so, I sit down, but only on my own accord. The Inkling isn’t identifiable, wearing a mask to supposedly hide their face. Their voice, however, seems very familiar to me... But I can't put my finger on why.

“Before we start, I need you to sign something.” They state, before reaching behind themselves and handing me a piece of paper.

“What’s this?” I ask, taking it and preparing to read.

“Just a non-disclosure agreement.” They state with a calm voice, resting their arms on top of one another.

“For a mechanic's job?” Okay, this is getting weird. “Give me a second to read.”

“Take your time.” They adjust their sleeves.

I carefully read through the paper, my eyes widening at how genuinely messed up the requirements were.

“The... fuck?” I’m speechless, quickly realising how stupid I was to ignore that gut feeling out in the hallway. The person across from me seemed perfectly content with it all.

“This is a joke, right? There’s a different paper for me?” I ask, holding my breath.

“No, Rider. This is the paper you’re meant to sign.” They calmly say, passing me a pen.

“Go ahead.”

“There’s no way I’m fucking signing this.” I stand, enraged. I think of how many people must have signed some kind of messed up paper like this without reading the fine print. “You’re sick.” I snarl at them, and they... Sigh?

“You have to.” They say, standing from their chair and going to a bookshelf before grabbing something that looks like a phone while they’re turned away from me.

“I’m sorry, Rider. You need to sign the NDA.” They press something on the phone, and suddenly, without warning, several guns are pointed at me. “Otherwise, I’m going to have to kill you.”

They turn back around. “We are out of range of the closest respawn point. If you die here, you will not respawn. Not until you sign.” I’m taken aback as I try to find a retort.

“Wha-” They quickly cut me off. “Do or say ANYTHING but sign that paper, and you’re gone.”

They look away for a moment. “I didn’t want to do this, but you’ve given me no choice.”

My heart is racing and my thoughts are running through how messed up of a situation I’ve gotten myself into. Without even thinking, my hand picks up the pen and shakily signs on the dotted line. I don’t know why, I’ve never been afraid of death.

My eyes are all blurry as if I needed glasses, and the person must have done something since the weapons were now gone.

“Good.” They took the paper and placed it into a filing cabinet. “I’ll give you a moment. I’ll be back in 5 minutes to give you a tour.” They walk around me, open the door, and leave. Not a second later, however, they reopen it. “Oh, and don’t try leaving. That would end badly for you.”

Just like that, they were gone, cruelly leaving me with my thoughts. What in Cod’s name did I just agree to...? Unsilenceable thoughts run quickly through my head, focusing on any individual one being simply impossible.

Sure enough, they returned after 5 minutes, their bird-shaped mask still firmly plastered to their face.

“Stand. We must get going now.” I stand up and follow them out the door, still taken aback.

As it turns out, while they were out of the room, the surroundings of the entire room had changed, completely out of nowhere. I run through my mind for any explanation. They gigged, snapping me out of my trance. “Hahaha! your confusion amuses me. It’s an elevator. One we have to get away from in the next 10 seconds, since it’s going to explode.”

Without a second thought, I ran away from it. It didn’t explode. I look back at the employer, confused once again. “Did I say explode? I meant it would go back up. My mistake.” I watch as my only way out ascends without me. This fucking guy—

Interrupting my thoughts, they walk over to me. “You seem speechless. Most new hires are, but I didn't expect that from you, Rider. Now that you can’t leave, I might as well introduce myself.”

They continue walking, and I have nothing to do but follow as they continue their monologue. “My name is Cardinal. I am one of the four minds in charge of this place, and my job is getting the new hires trained and ready for work. You’ll meet the other three eventually, but that’s all I need you to know for now.”

I decided to build my courage back up. What am I doing, anyway? I’m not scared of this pipsqueak, they're so damn tiny.

“What is this place for?” I ask, determined to get answers. They were forcing me here against my will anyway, I deserve answers.

“Questions later, employee, we need to get you a badge number and radio.” They said, voice cold as they continued walking.

Wow. Okay, rude... I continue to follow, looking around as I do so. This part of the building seems to span twice the size of a normal Turf War stage. I’m unable to look around properly right now, but perhaps Cardinal will give me some time to later. Maybe I’ll even find a way out of this place.

“Okay, step in front of this machine and do what it says, then I’ll take you to your living quarters.” Living quarters? What is this, prison? I step up to the machine and read the instructions.

Insert arm... Into hole?

Oh fuck no.

“Is there any other way to do this?” I turn, asking a question that’ll likely be fruitless, but it’s worth a shot.

“I mean, one of my coworkers could, but she doesn’t have the time, or resources for someone unimportant such as yourself.” They end with a snarky remark. Of course.

I roll my eyes before reluctantly putting my whole arm into the machine. I yelp as I feel a sharp pain, quickly pulling my arm out. “And now you’re chipped! Hurray. Let’s see here...” They say, taking a look at the screen.

“Huh... Strange... Wonder what happened to the third one... Oh well!” Cardinal takes a wristband from the machine, wrapping it around my wrist. “Congratulations, Rider.” They look up at me as they speak again,

“You are employee 3.5 this quarter.”

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INTRODUCTION AND MASTERPOST

Hi! welcome to the official blog for my Coroika AU, Corrupted Kings. This post is where you can find all the chapters I've posted so far. My name is Cee, and honestly the only reason this blog exists is because my friends told me it might do well so, here we are! Chapters will come out as I write them, blah blah blah if ykyk Trigger warnings: there are a lot sensitive topics in this weird au ive created and the piece of writing coming with it, and i will give a trigger warning for each chapter. however as a bland disclaimer, my story includes the following: Abuse, Sanitization(which i will be referring to as funky green outside of the chapters), Maniplulation, death threats, violence, and VERY heavy Prince angst. if you are not comfortable with seeing any of these things i suggest you don't read the chapters. CURRENT CHAPTERS: Prologue

(chapter 1 halfway done)

#GO READ MY FRIEND’S STORY!!! #its so awesome #coroika enjoyers get y’all juice #🔃

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This isn't tournament related I was just really curious where your header image is from, is it fan art or official art?

it’s official art :D!! i found it via the into the light remix that SharaX made a few years ago, but it’s art from the first anniversary of splatoon 2!

here’s the link to it’s file page on inkipedia!

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!!!!HEADS UP!!!!

VOTING FOR THE NEWCOMERS TO THE LOSERS BRACKET ENDS TODAY AT MIDNIGHT (EST)!!!

GO VOTE WHILE YOU CAN!!!

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there's still only 14 votes for the loser's bracket newcomers form, so I'm keeping it open until this Friday!

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!!!HEADS UP!!!

SEMIFINALS AND VOTING FOR THE LOSER'S BRACKET NEWCOMERS END IN ABOUT AN HOUR!!!!

GO VOTE FOR THE NEWCOMERS TO THE LOSER'S BRACKET, THERE HAVE ONLY BEEN TEN VOTES!

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REMINDER!!!

The semifinals AND the loser's bracket newcomers poll end TOMORROW!!

Get your votes in while you still can!

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majority says yes!

however... i have a little surprise :]

Alongside the 16 songs that were knocked off of the main bracket, 16 songs that did not originally make it into the bracket will be participating!

These songs will be selected through this google form, which will close on Wednesday, January 10th!

Note; Tomorrow's Nostalgia Today is, as it stands, guaranteed a spot on the losers bracket because my dumbass replaced it with wave goodbye in the main bracket 😭😭😭

*RISES FROM THE DEAD*

hi! i am alive :] i regained the motivation for this!

and i have a few things to say!!

for starters, the matchups sheet has been updated with the results of the quarterfinals!

next, i'm going to be posting the week-long semifinal polls in 25 minutes! (4:30 PM EST)

and last; do you guys want a losers bracket after the semifinals to turn the finals into a 1v1v1 match?

no see results option because i'm genuinely curious and wanna know this

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Lyrics to nasty magesty:

“Pussy, pussy, you can suck this pussy”

Then pearl starts rapping about licking pussy and it being tight

Listen to every lyric with the expectation of it being about pussy and 80% of them will deliver

this is back from the "WHY IS NASTY MAJESTY CALLED THE PUSSY SONG" arc and i still have not recovered from this ask

anon i'm sorry it has taken me *checks ask date* exactly 3 months to answer this ask but it was in my inbox for emotional support /silly

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if this turns into oth vs oth... yeah whatever. the lesbians deserve it.

they do but also i just think its funny that fly octo fly ~ ebb & flow (octo) and calamari inkantation 3mix have ended up against each other in the semifinals bc that's a final battle level thing LMAO

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COUGHS AND DIES WHAT THE FU

TY GUYS FOR 204 FOLLOWERS?????? I MISSED THE 200 MARK IM SO sAD

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*looks away from tumblr for literally 2 minutes*

*comes back*

what the fuck 23 notifications already /silly

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SEMIFINALS: SIDE B

Fly Octo Fly ~ Ebb & Flow [Octo] (Off the Hook, Octo Expansion) VS Calamari Inkantation 3MIX (The Squid Sisters X Deep Cut ft. DJ Octavio, Splatoon 3)

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