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Could you do a scenario where nacre, risotto, and the little squddies are playing on the beach but a big wave comes in and one of the squids, pasta, gets swept away by the current but nacre heroically comes to pastas rescue?
Nacre saving her favorite squiddo!
Pasta looks like any of the other squiddies. But Nacre has given Pasta a little hat that Prosciutto sewed together, so little Pasta is the most distinguishable of the squid. Pasta is special.
Risotto is playing with the squiddies and Nacre on the beach. Nacre tries to build a sandcastle for the squid. It’s going to be glorious!
Risotto sees an incoming wave. He uses his wing to block it from the castle and the squid army, protecting them... except for one who didn’t quite make it under his wing.
A distressed squid peeps from the wave that recedes back into the sea. Nacre immediately recognizes it, “Pasta! Noooo!”
The waves aren’t that strong, but to a tiny squid only bred for cuteness and obedience, it’s a tsunami. Poor Pasta is trying to bob its way back to the beach, but the two-foot deep water is too much.
Nacre leaps to the rescue. She skids into the water and cups Pasta in her webbed hands. She stands heroically in the water, proudly holding the saved Pasta in her palms!
Pasta squeals in joy and hugs Nacre with its stubby tentacles. Nacre squeals right back! She’s so happy Pasta is alright!
She brings Pasta back to the rest of the squiddies. “I saved Pasta!!!” And plops it back down. Risotto is proud of Nacre. She’s such a brave young Cthulhi.
When the sandcastle is finished, Pasta is crowned king.
Have a human squid. Ink leader of theSquid army. He is a squid that call turn human. ... Yeah im just tired so idk anymore
i drew the evil squad to try and cheer myself up from my shit day so here
Daniel belongs to me
Singe belongs to @galaxy-craft
Bodach (Formerly BODIL666) belongs to @constellation-pomeranian
Herobrine, Entity303 and Null belong to their respected owners
i should’ve drawn white_noise and _flight_ in there but im too lazy to draw tv head megalomaniac and hacker babe so
Could you do a scenario where Nacre meets the squid army?
Nacre meeting the squid army!
Unfortunately, the species of squid (selectively bred by the Cthulhi to be extra cute and obedient) only lives about a year. Risotto must await a new generation of squiddies to be delivered. It also broke Prosciutto’s poor heart that the first generation died... then the second...
Nacre is kinda aware of the squid. She’s seen Cthulhi with time on their hands raising and playing with them, but she had no idea Cthulhi across the world could order them!
So one early morning, Nacre awakes to peeping on the bed. She sits up and yawns, looking around for whatever’s causing that noise. She sees Risotto sitting in the middle of the floor like a mama Byakhee and her spawn, gathering little gray blobs under his wings and chittering to them.
Prosciutto is half-awake. “I never understood how they suddenly appear here. Risotto told me it can only be explained in R’lyehian...” Then he slumps back on the bed to go back to sleep.
Nacre hops off the bed with blown-up pupils and a waggling tail. “They’re so cute!” She crouches down and lays her hand down on the floor.
“They were just delivered. They are shy at the moment,” Risotto says, “But they should warm up to us quickly.”
The squid peep from under Risotto’s wings. They’re crawling over his legs and arms, getting used to their new master who will shower them with love and affection.
Nacre lifts Risotto’s wings to peek at the little ones. They squeak in fear and huddle around Risotto’s legs! “Oh! I’m sorry, I’ll leave you guys alone now!” She puts his wings back down.
One brave squiddie crawls out to touch Nacre’s toe claw with its stubby tentacle. It squeaks and begins to crawl up her leg...
Nacre is super excited! “It likes me!! Hi there!” She pats it on the squishy mantle and the squid squeals with joy. Soon, the other begin to crawl out to meet Nacre.
Risotto smiles. “It appears they do like you, Nacre.” Then he pats her on the head. Nacre purrs and hugs papa #2 in joy! She’s elated! And the squids are so cute!
“I’m gonna name them all! This one is Azathoth, that one is Shoggoth, this one is... is... Pasta!”
Nacre does not keep track of which squid is which.
what would happen if while at the beach prosciutto asked risotto to bring out the squid army so he could play with then and then a seagull came down and started terrorizing the little nuggets?
The Squid Army being harassed by sky rats!
Risotto brings out his squiddies at Prosciutto’s request. The little cephalopods immediately rush for the surf, waddling in the foam and jetting around in the water.
Prosciutto sits in the water with his shorts and plays with them, letting them swim through circles he’s made with his hands and picking them up and tossing them back in. Risotto waddles in the knee-deep waters looking for crabs.
Then a seagull lands near Prosciutto. It pecks one of the poor squid and it squeaks in pain!
“Hey!” Prosciutto gets up and chases the seagull away. Then another lands. And another. And another. They squawk and try picking up the squid, but they bite their tongues and force the gulls to drop them.
Hearing his squiddies squeak, Risotto comes to the rescue. He flaps out of the water with his wings fully spread and lands on the beach. He chitters and the squid immediately crawl under his wings.
The seagulls surround Risotto like a gang. Risotto thrashes his tail and flashes his skin black in threatening patterns.
Prosciutto also comes to the rescue, yelling at the seagulls and shooing them away. “Fuck off you sky rats! Go fuck your mother!”
Risotto doesn’t let his squid come out until all of the sky rats have been chased away by his brave boyfriend. They all squeak in thanks at Prosciutto and crawl all over him!
prosciutto trying to teach the squid army how to sing! (just a simple song nothing complex)
Prosciutto trying to teach Cthulhi!Risotto’s squid army how to sing
“And you... sound like a lower A#.” Prosciutto, after asking the squid to squeak for him, has lined them all up according to the musical scale.
Prosciutto has a wooden spoon in hand in substitution of a conductor. “When I point, you squeak. Understood?” The squid wiggle their tentacles in understanding.
Prosciutto starts conducting the little squiddies to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star to practice. It goes well, and he feeds them all candy afterwards!
After a few easy songs, Prosciutto decides it’s time to teach them what he really wants them to sing. This time his dual-wielding spoons, one to conduct the bass and the other to conduct the melody.
“We’re going to perform Enter Sandman for Risotto when he wakes up, ok?” Prosciutto tells the little squiddies. They start jumping at the down at the idea of squeaking out one of their master’s favorite songs!
since prosciutto treats the squid army so nicely do they ever try to do anything nice for him in return? or at least try to because they’re so little? can you write a scenario like that please?
Cthulhi!Risotto’s squid army paying back Prosciutto!
The squid army are eternally grateful for Prosciutto’s offerings of candy. A single squid can’t do much... but an army is capable of many things.
Like ants, they can carry many times their body weight if they work together!
It started out with bringing Prosciutto wildflowers. They would shuffle out to the beach and carry back a bunch of sweet-smelling flowers. Prosciutto always appreciates them.
This boosts the squiddies’ morale! They now usually go for seashells, abalones and clams. Prosciutto always seems so happy when they bring them in!
This further boosts their morale. One day, the squid army leave for the sea, and come back carrying a huge Mahi-Mahi they somehow caught... which Prosciutto fried up and shared with the squiddies, Risotto and Pesci!
Do not underestimate the power of love. The squid army is fueled by both Prosciutto’s and Risotto’s love and affection, and this greatly increases their power.