((AFTER MORE THAN ENOUGH TIME OF BEING BUSY, FINALLY SOME CHAOS!T-VAX FOR UR SOULS AAGHJGGNJFHK THANKS FOR BEING PATIENT LOVE YOU MUAH))
To summarize, it is in fact what everyone feared the most-- the literal apocalypse is niGH. While Tartar is let loose into the fray, they have far from abandoned their prime directive. They consider this a ‘detour’ at worst. . .. and as it goes in most things, conspires with Octavio to unleash as much chaos as possible in the meantime.
Namely, dumping sanitized ink into the local water supply. If you’re at all familiar with what happens when you ingest ink like this, suffice to say it has some unsavory results-- a remote, base level type of hyjacking. Not quite enough for full control, but just enough to command one train of thought, enough to drive a person mad. That’s right. They made zombies. This, naturally, plummets Inkopolis along with the better part of the whole world into unhinged chaos (arE YOU HAPPY NOW, WASA--), and sends the two presumed culprits on the run; lest they be attacked by either their own undead creations or the angry mobs that put bounty on their heads!!
It could be said that Tartar is enjoying their new level of freedom in execution of this plan and all the violently adventurous hyjinks from it that ensue, but as we know, it’s only a matter of time before they use this foundation to establish their own order within the chaos.
“Fine.. . If these brainless squids are so bent on a world of chaos, then so be it. I’ve been patient for 12000 years, and the Inklings are bound to destroy themselves down this path in even l e s s time. I’ll rebuild my perfect world on top of the ruins, just wait and see. . .” --Tartar [the long way of saying okay you win gg]
