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“Ay... how long you gotta nap before it’s considered a ‘coma’.”
lazy dedf1sh doodle bc,,shes cute
BOMB RUSH BLUSH (FT. DEDF1SH)
spicy-beats:
“Oh, I’ll be undermining them slowly. Dunno why I didn’t think about it first, probably because their fucking manipulation convinced me I wouldn’t be able to do anything without their advice. Fuckers.”
“…Gallows isn’t going to interfere, I’ll make sure of that. She’s hella busy with her sanitization-quarantine projects anyway - so now is the perfect time.”
“…thanks, dude. That probably was the swift kick to the behind I was waiting for. You’re much more efficient than booze”
“Told you dawg, alcohol ain’t nothin’ but trouble, but spendin’ a night out with a pal, plannin’ the downfall of a lot of very powerful people? Priceless. Jus’ lemme know when it’s all goin’ down, yeah? I got som’ tech that’ll help fuck ‘em up good. Hella big speakers n’ shit for the grand finale, yo!”
Mizuta could put as much money into funding new building projects, and temporary homes, and food for refugee Octarians, but to actually take out the big bads making life down there so much worse? To be able to actually do something about the source of it all...
She’s excited.
spicy-beats:
“….oh, trust me, ain’t a better hacker than me in the Valley. Not a single one can even get close to what I can do. And guards won’t be a problem, they usually do what I tell them to do anyway.”
“…first exercice is to figure out what the hell they did to my shades.”
She’s not gonna have to go down there if she wants to
“…stay above, though. If they catch on, which I doubt, at least, one of us is gonna still be around to finish the job.“
“As if I’m missin’ out on this. Ain’t like anybody down there’s gonna be able t’ take down a sanitized octo-weapon.” A hand raises to lower her shades, a familiar scar around her left eye as she winks at Charity.
“I’ll keep it quiet, but if things go south, an’ either of us get attacked, I ain’t gonna let ‘em take me in. Do or die, right? ‘cept we ain’t gonna be the ones dyin’, we do this right.”
spicy-beats:
“…wouldn’t lie to you concerning that. Not right now, at least. Told you - I’m much better company when I’m drunk than when I’m sober.”
“…I’ve also worked against my fellows, by helping th’elders propagate their agenda, not gonna lie. Told you - there are legitimate reasons why I have no friends - I fucked up, I fucked up BAD, Mizuta.”
“…acting…what do you suggest I actually do?”
Oh god, he’s actually LISTENING. Dedf1sh you beautiful magician
Now, it’s at this moment that Mizuta ‘Dedf1sh’ Ahato grins a most devious grin - the sort of grin you grin when everything has lined up perfectly. “... A’ight, listen. You wanna fuck these elders over? Show ‘em who’s boss? You gotta take down everything they use t’ control people. Propaganda, direct mind control, whatever. Take it down. Whether you hire other people to do that - like me - or you do it yourself, up t’ you.”
She doesn’t like the idea of going back down there, but if it’s to stick it to the man...
“Next, you wanna get back on that hackin’ or whatever - again, either of us can do it, whichever’s more comfortable - but we’re gettin’ folks outta there. Better they’re floodin’ t’ the surface than gettin’ hurt when the Elders realize shit’s goin’ wrong. After that... well, y’know that song all the livin’ Octolings like so much? The Elders still have any guards or anything like that, we just hit ‘em with an Inkantation at full volume. The Elders are left open to attack, at which point...”
nobody: literally nobody: dedf1sh: FUCK AUTHORITY KILL YOUR LEADERS MELT THEIR CROWNS BURN THEIR CASTLES
spicy-beats:
“…of course I’m fucking scared, that’s why I drink.”
“…I ain’t told anyone that, not even Octavio. Not even the three dudes I planned the hack with. No one. That’s exclusive information and if it gets out, I’ll know it’s you.”
“Was in charge of protecting one of the Octoweapons back then - the Octostomp. Was great friends with the other guys watching Maw, Nozzle and Whirl too. As thick as thieves, you’d say.”
“Anyway. Just after Goggles - Agent 3 - kicked the ass of the Octomaw, we knew that Octavio’s reign was cut short, so we sabotaged a good chunk of the security systems - that’s how most people managed to get out after the famous Squid Sisters concert. Nobody was watching anything - gates completely unlocked.”
“We were planning to leave last, all four of us. One made it successfully. One is reported missing - dunno if they made it or not. One chickened out and bailed before getting caught. And well…I got caught by the elders.”
“With Octavio gone, I had two choices. Either my entourage, and myself would just get executed for the 26 articles of law I’ve broken, or I’d just fucking do as they said for the rest of my life.”
“Since I’m very much alive, I can tell you what I did. And yes, I’m fucking scared, but what am I going to do about it? Sure, they’re holding a gun to my temple, but I don’t care - I care for everyone else.”
“Sacrificing my reputation and life to save countless others didn’t seem like a bad deal at the time”
“I only heard about th’ concert from Marie. Was uh, outta town when all that went down. Same for th’ second one, I guess. Only got some of the details, y’dig? But if you tellin’ the truth - you helped those kids escape? You really ain’t as bad as you said.”
Anyone, anyone willing to help an Octarian was a good guy in Mizuta’s eyes - even if they only went so far.
“Thing is though... you ain’t thinkin’ about this in the long run. Sure, you saved most of ‘em, but... these guys that got you workin’ for ‘em? They ain’t gonna stop. They’ll make you think like them, make others think like them, an’ start off where Octavio’s stopped. They ain’t gonna be happy with power in the domes, they gonna want the surface, right? An’ th’ folks coulda stopped ‘em just sat around like a pathetic little lapdog doin’ what they masters tell ‘em.”
Mizuta’s expression is difficult to read, and her tone is flat, but there’s a hint of disgust.
“An’ if they try t’ take the surface, a lot of innocent kids is gonna get hurt. An’ y’know what? You keep lettin’ ‘em use you, keep lettin’ ‘em tell you what t’ think, you’re gonna be one of th’ assholes leadin’ the assault. So, Charity, lemme ask you-”
She leans down again, to eye level, visibly frowning. “Are you sit around like some chickenshit nobody, or are you going to fucking act, and save all of us a whole lot a’ trouble?”
spicy-beats:
“Yeah, but did you ever break over two dozen laws in one evening? Doubt it ;) Also, come on, I’m technically an authority figure and I ain’t gettin’ up your ass about anything, right?”
“Octavio ain’t the problem. He’s been pretty chill since Agent 3 kicked his ass - with Agent 3.5 or what’s his face.”
“Really, if ya wanna know the truth, it is the old coots still living in the past who are…troublesome. Acting like we underground are the only rightful Octarians and at times, I swear they got me believing they’re right. Happens more and more often and I’m getting fucking scared.”
“Gotta be realistic. Not everyone can go on the surface - not enough room, not enough jobs. That’s what caused the Great Turf War in the first place - the fact the seas were rising, Salmonids killed a bunch of coast-dwellers, and our ancestors panicked, waging war.“
“…you sure the problem is the shades?”
“Shades is one a many problems. Gotta deal with the small stuff before y’ go big, yeah? An’ you ain’t bossin’ me around, but you’s gettin’ bossed around. I ain’t got a problem with you til you give me a problem with you.”
She sighs, leaning back and staring past Charity at nothing. “I’unno what the real problem is, man. I escaped the valley years ago, then I spent like four years in some kinda trance? All I know is I got Octo kids comin’ up from Octarian territory with nothin’ but the armor on their backs, an’ I’m spendin’ most a’ my time makin’ sure they got somewhere t’ live, an’ food t’ eat.”
Her hands are stuffed into her pockets, glancing back down at the commander once more. “Whatever’s goin’ on in the underground, you bendin’ to whoever’s will is just makin’ it worse. Until you start fuckin’ standin’ up for yourself, shit’s gonna keep gettin’ worse. You’re scared? Then fuckin’ do somethin’ about it.”
spicy-beats:
“…I guess you got me in a right moment for you - I happen to be much friendlier with booze in my system.”
“Taking off the shades ain’t an option. I directly work under the Octo Valley Elders - the big honchos who are backing Octavio, and they said they could need to contact me at any moment. I call ‘em shades but it’s more a leash. Or puppet strings.”
“….They say they do it because I’m not qualified to do it on my own, and considering the fact I managed to fuck up enough to break 26 Octarian laws in one evening, I believe them that I can’t be trusted with power - let alone manage Octo Valley in Octavio’s name”
“Forgive me, I talk a fucking lot about myself when I’m drunk. My issues ain’t your problem. Forget I said that”
“I mean who ain’t broken a few Octarian laws? I broke a good few of ‘em escapin’ the place few years back. Like I said: fuck authority figures. Ain’t worth shit.” This is, by the way, really bad advice actually.
“An’ fuck Octavio. Anyone that declares themself ‘ruler’ of anyone else needs a fuckin’ reality check, yo. Octarians weren’t made t’ be ruled. Why d’ya think they all wanna come up here once they hear whatever that song was? s’either live in a shitty underground with a big dumb king, or come live up on th’ surface where they can just be themselves, and ain’t nobody makin’ ‘em wear no shitty shades.”
Mizuta leans down, adjusting her own shades. “See these? Used t’ be the same shitty shades everyone else wears, but I messed with ‘em - they ain’t nothin’ but an accessory. I can fix your shades up too, make ‘em look functional, but wipe the programming - you get a clear head, the big bad boss ain’t gonna be on your ass ‘bout no stupid shades.”
spicy-beats:
“Caritas. Most peeps just call me Charity. Would say it’s a pleasure to meet you, but I ain’t a pleasure to deal with. Most peeps would say I’m kind a jerk, and I can’t say they’re wrong.”
“Voices in my head keep tellin’ me horrible things. About myself, and about others too and the worst is that some of the things they’re saying are forging a path in my own train of thought and I fucking hate it.”
“It’s not as bad when I got the shades off, but my bosses tell me I gotta keep them at all times, which fucking blows. “
Drunken laughter there.
“Every fucking week is squid week in Inkopolis, shut the fuck up, Inklings.”
“Nah, you ain’t so bad so far, dawg. I’ve seen worse intros, yeah? Seriously, some people make it their like, goal in life t’ piss people off, yo.” The sort of people that would say ‘greenie’ and actually mean it in an insensitive way.
“I ain’t gonna say I know how t’ deal with th’ voices, but if takin’ th’ shades off helps, take ‘em off! First rule a’ dealin’ with authority figures: don’t fuckin’ deal with authority figures. If they tellin’ you t’ do somethin’ that’s makin’ your life worse, for no fuckin’ reason, don’t do it. Simple shit.” Mizuta, as one might easily guess, does not like people telling her what to do.
“Weird as Inklings are, they got th’ right idea. Ain’t nobody tellin’ those crazy lil guys what t’ do. Serious, they like, downright feral sometimes.”
spicy-beats:
“Dude, you’re green, and I don’t know your name. Greenie was the first thing on my mind, could always find some more pleasant nickname, like Kiwi, or Sprout.”
“I wish I still had the energy to want to make music, or cakes, or blowing things up, but I fucking don’t. All I feel like doing is making others as miserable as I am, and drink to make the voices in my head shut the fuck up.”
“Also the fuck is that about sharks? They deserve that goddamn week.”
“Most people just call me ‘shades’ or som’thin’. Kiwi sounds nice, but m’name’s Mizuta.” She’s keeping Kiwi.
“I tend to just listen t’ real loud music whenever I get a voice in my head that ain’t my own, yo. ‘cept mine is like, an actual dude tellin’ me t’ go back t’ base, which ain’t makin’ no sense yo.”
“An’ like, of course sharks deserve that week, dawg, but some folk get so uppity about it, y’know? Like ‘aw man why ain’t there a squid week’ an’ shit. Fuck is they talkin’ about.”
spicy-beats:
“It might not be the best way, but it’s the friggin’ cheapest and more efficient way to solve my problems, greenie.”
“A’ight I’m gonna ignore the somewhat insensitive comment an’ continue dishin’ out mad cool advice, yo. Good times ain’t all about money, dawg. I ain’t got a mom, don’t see me givin’ a shit about some stupid holiday. Go make some music, eat a cake, blow somethin’ up, y’dig? s’like gettin’ upset because sharks get a whole week an’ we don’t, yeah?”
“Ain’t it ever occur to you knuckleheads that drinkin’ ain’t the best way t’ solve all y’all’s problems? Jus’ go out with a friend and have fun, don’t drink yerself stupid, dawg. Ain’t worth the headaches that come with it.”
“Y’all have moms?”
Redrew one of my fave pop team epic strips :~)
i was messing with different possible octo hair styles and i think i accidentally made the hottest octo hair possible