Fuehehehehe….

“Name:” Lyme

Name: Lemon Rapasaki

Age: 14… I guess…

Pronouns: She/It

Job Title: The Thief Who Dazzles in the Night

Main: Twinklez Splat Dualies

If something of yours went missing, it was probably my fault~

Currently being held prisoner by @captain-cameron-3 , @partially-fuzzified-deep-cut-fan , @jen-the-octoling , AND @two-cheers-for-rara . But not the police!

Tags:

[ #occupation preservation ] for documenting people’s reactions to my work~

[ #lem-n-truthm ] for personal facts~

Lemon: [Leaning over the back of the couch] Still watching your boyfriend?

Jen: [Sitting next to Gabe] Hey, no need to say it like that.

Gabe: Yeah, yeah I am. I’m worried about how he keeps losing body mass. He’s probably just hungry, but… Iunno. I’m considering installing a speaker, mic, and transmitter– along with a basket attachment for food, of course– so I can try to talk to him. I know he probably can’t speak back, but…

Rara: [Sitting on the arm of the couch, eating a leftover slice of birthday cake] Be nice to have?

Gabe: Yeah.

[Silence.]

Lemon: This is boring. I’m gonna go back to working on my Swordfish Samurai fanfic.

Jen: You write Swordfish Samurai fic? Wait, what’s your pseud?

Lemon: thedazzlingthief, of course~

Jen: THAT’S YOU!? YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S BEEN WRITING THAT 50K-WORD MASTERPIECE!?

Lemon: Soon-to-be 60K.

[Everyone’s attention turns back to the TV as the feed momentarily turns to static.]

Gabe: Codclammit. Metro signal jammers again. I gotta try to proof the drone against–

[Static again, but for far longer. When the feed returns, Cameron is gone. Gabe immediately stands up.]

Gabe: Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck SHIT. Not again!!!

[He puts on his goggles, then runs to the coatrack and grabs his jacket.]

Gabe: I gotta go– I’ve got AJ’s number now; I’ll let him know I’m coming. Make sure the drone doesn’t–

Rara: [Turning the drone 180 degrees] Uhhh… guys? You see that, right?

[On the wall is slimy bright orange ink, forming the words “DON’T FOLLOW.”]

Gabe:

The tv in the living room switches from showing anime to showing a video feed of some underground location. Lemon turns around on the couch to see Gabe putting his coat on.

“Hey, what gives!? The Swordfish Samurai was just about to battle the Evil Slugistrate for the fate of Neo Olde Splatsville!”

“You’re gonna have to watch it on a rerun.” Gabe tosses a controller into Lemon’s lap.

“You’re giving me the controller for your drone? Who are you and what have you done with Gabriel?”

“Shut it. I gotta head out. Something’s wrong with Cameron. I need you to pilot the drone back before it runs outta charge.”

“Wrong? What happened?”

“Iunno. I was watching him while he was dormant- that’s the closest he can get to sleeping in this state- and the feed cut to static for like three fucking seconds and when it came back he was GONE.”

“Uh-oh.”

“BIG FUCKING UH-OH. I’m gonna- carp, ugh, where’d I leave my goggles- I’m gonna talk to that AJ guy, he’s the security guard for the Metro, maybe he saw something on the cams when my drone cut out. If I’m not back by sunrise, let your moms know.”

Lemon huffs. “For the last time, Jennifer and Rara are NOT my–”

So, Splashcon 2’s date is finalized, which means my duel with Novel is as well.