For @shiverfuuka123 (you can add Frye to the mix)
What is under the mask?: Life of Sasha
There was new face in Splatsville, a quiet reserved octoling with a smallfry in her back. Sasha was her name. And great with her Stringer weapon. She was great at archery. She was at the bar, listening to music and drinking something, she read the news. "Son of a... salmonoids invading due to potential rising tides.... well, there goes my peace and quiet..." She hit her head against the counter, frustrated.
She comes in from behind the counter, catching Sasha's head into her left hand. "Are you okay?" She proceeds to preparing Sasha a cold beverage.
"I'm good. Just another chapter of my life. Work. Always working... wanna hear the latest bullcarp of the night?"
She sits down, pulling up a pillow for the two of them to chillax while talking. "Sure."
"Salmonoids are going to invade due to the tide rising. That means mandatory work. Ugh... and Grizz told me I had the week off. He better not call me "
"Hmm..." She listens.
"Uhh... so annoying.."
@shiverfuuka123
Why are you working for that creep?
"I need quick good money, so... also rent is bullcarp where I live."
I see now. There are better ways to earn money.
"Like what?"












