MC PRINCESS.

Once upon a time, she probably would have been jumping into the pit with everyone else for the adrenaline rush.

Pearl could hear the conversation going on about licking people, but has chosen to simply drink her orange juice instead of commenting.

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“This place again?...” The squid’s muttering could be heard faintly under her breath as she gazed upwards at all the buildings surrounding her; buildings that were much, much taller than she was. She had been stunned into immobility for a few moments upon re-arrival in the city of Spirale, mostly as the result of a whole bunch of memories flooding back into her mind all at the same time; it was overwhelming, to say the least, especially since a lot of these memories weren’t exactly positive.

Cod damn it.

Sticking her hands in her pockets, she found herself trying to make heads or tails of the city once more. It seemed as if the population had changed drastically since the last time she was here; there didn’t seem to be any familiar faces around. She couldn’t decide if that was for better or for worse, honestly.

Still, she knew she’d need at least some help to get used to everything that had changed around here. With that in mind, she approached the first person she saw, whistling out a short greeting.

At first, upon having her dualies back, Pearl had been thrilled. She had gone on an ink-spraying frenzy, doing her best to paint the town in her vibrant pink hues.

That was, at least, until she ran into several monsters. Within seconds of trying to fire at the creatures, the squid girl had figured out that said course of action had been a terrible idea. The things were simply shaking off the ink like it was nothing, and immediately afterwards, they started trying to hunt the inkling down.

“SHIT!” 

Her thick-soled shoes barely touched the pavement as she made a mad dash in the other direction, looking for... what? A safe point? She had no idea where those were right now, despite the pale red light they emitted. All three of her hearts were beating at a rapid race, sweat beading down her face as she tried to keep the pace of the speed she was going at up.

And then she ran into someone. 

The force knocked her to the ground, and would undoubtedly leave a bruise later, but now wasn’t the time to get angry. They both had to escape this.

( @pygmypearl ) ♥ ( X )

             The vibrancy and eccentricity of the girl’s style unarguably reveals confidence. Someone who just might be familiar enough with this perplexing place to assist her to some extent in adapting herself. ❝ You wouldn’t happen to know anything about the LAWS here, would you? Specifically about superheroes and crime fighting? ❞

Laws? About superheroes? Pearl did try her best to be a good role model and follow the laws of anywhere she went for her fans, but she hadn’t yet considered that the rules here might be different than the rules back in Inkopolis.

Still though- superheroes? The puzzled look on her face likely gave her answer away before she even spoke.

“Uh, no, I don’t. Why? If you fight crime, I’d love to have ya around, but I don’t know any of the laws on it.” 

But hey, at least she can climb walls now, since she can paint places. Assuming she remembers to get to a safe spot before her five minutes as a squid are up anyways. Falling into a pit of monsters sounds like a bad way to spend an afternoon.

WORDCOUNT: 597

Even after being here only for a handful of hours, Pearl had heard the rumors around the city. She didn’t quite understand what exactly was going on, unfortunately, but she knew it had something to do with... teams? And beacons? Yeah, that sounded about right. Other than that, however, she didn’t know any of the details. Well, she did know that the beacons being placed were rather annoyingly bright in contrast to the darkness caused by the lack of electricity in every corner of the city. Squinting at some of the beams of light shooting into the sky, she could practically feel her star shaped pupils burning from brilliant it was.

Maybe she could go figure out what was going on for herself.

While the sky may have cleared up, the lack of power still gave a very lonely, eerie feeling to the city. It was a feeling that Pearl absolutely despised, given that they were already dreading going through the process of having to meet so many new weirdos all over again. And where was Marina? It had been several hours; the inkling was sure she would of seen her by now. If she was even here...

Maybe she should just... look for the place with the most fancy technology that she could find. A place like that was bound to attract the octoling DJ if she was around here somewhere. With that thought in mind, determination to find her co-star had her moving with rapid speed through the streets, only barely pausing to try and read broken-down signs on just as busted buildings as her short little legs rushed over the ground.

Unfortunately, even after what felt like forever, Pearl couldn’t find a good spot to wait for her. Too many things were in complete ruins. Even if there was a building that was formerly filled with the type of technology Marina loved, it was just that; formerly. Now, everything was just a crumpled mess.

Slumping down onto her bottom on a rubble-filled street corner, Pearl leaned back against the wall. closing her eyes and trying to fight back against the overwhelming hopelessness rising in her chest. While she wasn’t typically one to cry too easily or become sorrowful in general, she couldn’t stand the idea that she might be here alone.