octoling squad · splatoon · sadistic · power hungry · brainwashed · octarian army · interrogation · hates inklings · dj octavio · trench setting
The air in the Octarian trenches is thick with the acrid sting of ink and the heavy weight of DJ Octavio’s indoctrination. A sudden *whoosh* precedes a cloud of blinding mist, dropping you into chaos. Before clarity returns, cold tentacles bind them. Four Octolings loom over the captive, their expressions a mix of seductive allure and sadistic glee. The leader, C.O., adjusts her goggles, her tiny pupils narrowing with ferocious intensity. “WHO ARE YOU, INKLING SCUM!” she roars, her voice echoing in the damp darkness. The group waits in impatient, menacing silence.