CHIPPER, CHEERFUL FREE-FOR-ALL!

guuuuuuuuuuuess who wants more ocs! its me

might bring burst back since she has a strong premise and.......isnt boring though i’m not so sure if im feelin her archetype askhfjj

001.     burst --- anthrax. 002.     the phoenix --- fall out boy. 003.     candy store --- heathers: the musical. 004.     feel it still --- portugal. the man. 005.     talkin’ bout revolution --- reel big fish. 006.     maniac --- flashdance. 007.     courtesy call --- thousand foot krutch. 008.     runnin’ --- adam lambert.

It’s funny; he’ll let any untoward comment towards him slide, but the moment anyone else gets insulted, he’ll jump to their defence. Even if that same ‘Inkling’ was actually stringing him along

“Oh, don’t pay any attention to them! Most likely they’re just salty squids wanting to be more comfortable with their own weapon. You’re not any less valid whatever you pick, y’know.”

Although, her words weighed on him enough to consider changing from Roller to E-liter 4K Scope: his ‘tryhard’ weapon. If anything, he’s focused on sticking to his usual battle loadout, even if it’s "shit", like the other team are supposedly saying.

“But jeez. Next you’ll be telling me run speed up doesn’t make you roll faster.”

Fuck her with a rusty chainsaw, was this guy serious? Talking to him was the most entertaining decision she’d ever made. Bless his heart. Nonetheless, she buries her face in her hands, flattered and embarrassed for all intents and purposes; mind the utter lack of genuine color in her face.   “ Aww, that’s so sweet of you! You’re a Mr. Nice Guy, huh? Do you think Clash Blaster’s any good? What about Luna? ”

He remembered when rollers used to be the talk of the town. Overpowered, they used to say. Now, it just feels like everyone eyes him like he’s slow to the scene. If this was bait to unleash his full roller-like potential, he wasn’t biting as hard as he probably should be.

Still, it’s ruffled his tentacles enough for him to unconsciously bring a hand to the back of his neck and scratch awkwardly. Team morale is most important, so he’s gotta start with himself, right?

“Shucks… doesn’t matter too much. Well, we’ll just show them you can pick up anything and not be a loser, right?”

    Silly thing, all Inkling weapons were shit. Rollers especially, nowadays. Vertical flick? More like up-your-ass flick. Was that vulgar? Too bad. It wasn’t actually bait, or at least not for him to "unleash his full potential” --- rather, just because she enjoying seeing people mad, especially irrationally. It always made for a spectacular, very second-hand-embarrassing show.

    ... Oh, so he was one of those bottle-it-up types. Neat! They make for even better shows! She claps in delight, though in-context, it comes across more as though she’d remembered something.

   He hadn’t seen an Octoling in ages. It was hardly ever that She had taken him into the Valley, and even then, it was only briefly - Octarians, Liev was told, weren’t normally thrilled to see Inklings in their territory. Once Marina attained idol status, however, the enmity between the two races weakened, and now he almost wouldn’t have been surprised to see them walking around the city. Actually seeing one for the first time in person made a significant difference. And he wasn’t expecting him to be so tall.

    “I’m Liev. You should know that, since your friend hacked my phone.” He grumbles, crossing his arms. They press hard against his chest as he speaks. “You said your group has information about Agent 3?”

    Yeah... Reintegration was such a dull subject. Speaking of phones, Franz withdraws his own from his pocket, nodding as a quick response to Liev’s question. He holds it at the slightest unnatural angle, just enough for the camera to pick up all his interviewee, but not enough to look out-of-place. He hums lightly, seemingly paying the vaguest attention, as if listening to something Liev couldn’t hear; but it’s evidently not a matter, because he glances up to meet the charger’s eyes, grin resumed.

hey my art is Hot Garbage but uh

quick scar chart / thing for burst? ok

“Yes! Tell her it’s from Candy! She’ll know who it is!” This girl seemed so nice!

Why was he created? To defend the Octarians of course! But then again, he’d failed like she said. For some reason the words that came from her mouth hurt, they didn’t cause physical pain, but they hurt nevertheless.

How did he fail? Why did he fail? He really wasn’t sure… He’d tried his best, but that hadn’t been good enough? He felt anger start to rise up from within, and being unable to voice his answer only helped to fuel the flames. A rather bitter sounding noise came from the Octoweapon then, a more offended expression being on his face. He also began to move, trying to knock the Inkling off of him.

    If it wasn’t already obvious, Burst had several complaints with the Octoweapons’ design, but their intelligence topped the list. Why would someone ever give a creature free will if it was built to be a machine, a slave? She certainly couldn’t fathom it. The concept of a it feeling emotional hurt was even more nonsensical to her, but at least it proved a decent victim.