#surface event

[mrkamabo--co]

Hey Tarri, ever have some recollections of your memories? I mean, ever recall anything? :0

“(Hnn…)” Looks like the anon caught Tarri in a nightmare.

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Time passes, but it seems endless as you walk. You’re on a path, different than last time. The scenery around you.. Changes from different hues of colours from gradients to blobs.

It looks a lot more cheerful here.. Until you see two figures in the horizon. By that, you are instantly swept off of your feet, with an invisible force pulling you closer to the figures. Until they’re visible..

The two seem normal, but off putting. Not because you recognize them, but for a different reason in itself.

…

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Tarri sits up from the couch he was sleeping on in a possible apartment or hotel room. He looks like he’s in distress as his eye mask was trailing down his face. it took a few moments to recollect himself and nod,“Yes.. I do recollect s-some things.. But most of the time I wish that I wouldn’t remember in the first place..”

“(I can only hope a pleasant memory will make an appearance someday..)”

[ask-pots-blog]

SURFACE EVENT APLICATIONS

“Surface Event”  itself will run October 13th-15th. Event will be via Discord.

Please include the following information in your application 1]Name (or Nickname): 2]Blog (if applicable): 3]Soul color (or None): (and not on anon, I need a way to reply to you so I can give the link) LIMIT: ONE SOUL MAX and no OP custom souls (i.e. Glitchtale’s Pink Soul would be too OP). REMINDER:  No ‘evil’ muses (neutral with a temper is ok). No ‘can destroy a whole village’ power level muses. EVEN IF THEY DON’T INTEND TO USE SAID POWER, they are still too OP for the RP, sorry. Also your muse will not have timeline control.

The Barrier of the world where Pots resides has recently been broken.  And he’s throwing a little party with a bunch of ‘good’ flowers. (Or at least ‘good,’ as far as Flowey and Flowey-like characters go).

[mrkamabo--co]

Well that was certainly eventful. I wonder who that sick inkling was?

“Personally, I have no idea, but.. I should probably not hold myself to wondering such things..” Tarri pauses,“They were a stranger after all.”

[mrkamabo--co]

Don't get lost buddy.

“I won’t get lost..!” He pauses, nervous grin landing on his face,“I.. I think..!”

[mrkamabo--co]

“The driver said that the square is around here.. Why couldn’t they have.. Drove to the square..? ... I should’ve asked for directio—” Tarri froze up as soon as a voice spoke up from behind him.

“Ey. I think you have somethin’ that doesn’t belong to you.. Right? Gift store shop lifters don’t really have a defense, but feel free to spit yours out before I splat you.” The voice was dense and stern, with no hint of remorse with in it. Tarri was about to speak up, while turning around, but they cut him off,“Ey— I didn’t say you could turn around right? Just say your defense unless you have none.”

Tarri paused, eye mask beginning to trail downwards at the slightest, before he spoke, trying to sound neutral,“I.. I bought all.. I mean— I went to Gale and.. I had all the items put on a tab; this bag just has my.. Clothing from before.. I’m new to the surface..”

Murmuring began to occur behind Tarri until his bag was taken from him, this resulted in him instinctively turning around, seeing the security guards. An inkling and an octoling. The octoling had the bag and was looking through it, holding a container in his other arm. He spoke up,“Looks clean Tix.”

Tix looks to the octoling before scowling at him, waving her hands in the air, losing her dense voice. “Oh COD dammit Paul! We’re supposed to remain anonymous unless we need to take the kid back!!”

“You just said my name.” Tix face palms at Paul’s response, before he lifts a finger as she was about to say something. “Let’s just move on, the kid looks scared half to splat.” Paul walks over to Tarri, who’s face mask is melting quite a bit, handing him the bag back. “Square is two blocks down if that’s where you want to go.”

“(Th-Thanks..)” Tarri begins to walk away, wiping his liquid face mask, and Paul practically has to drag Tix away from her spot.

“N-Now.. Where can I get a job..”

[mrkamabo--co]

So what do you plan on doing now?

“Well.. I’m planning on leaving right now. I believe.. I stayed in some open room, thanks to chance.” He heads to the stairs and walks down them rather quickly. He makes it to the lobby in a matter of minutes, despite being on the seventh floor.

Tarri dashes through the lobby, heading straight to the entrance/exit, help desk worker immediately noticing this. “Excuse me! No running in the lobby!!”

Tarri had already exited the building by the end of the first statement. “Oh my cod.. Uh.. What does the code say..? Call for seacurity? (I reelly don’t want to be an usher again, sooooo..)” The urchin worker sighs before pressing a button under their desk. “An octoling just ran out of the lobby.. I think they stole stuff from the gift stoorrre? They were holding a REELLY large bag and.. I think it was from MaNTle?”

“… On it.” There was a pop from the speaker under the desk and from the staff room emerged an inkling and an octoling.

Both had some strange, out of the ordinary gear, while the inkling had an ink tank on and a splattershot with a New Albacore Hotel logo on it. The octoling had a weird container that had a respawn symbol. The two walked by the help desk with the inkling speaking,“Don’t worry, we’ll find ‘em. It’ll be by the end of lunch at the latest, new— Err.. Pirce? Right.”

With that, the two exited the somewhat busy lobby in an orderly fashion.

[mrkamabo--co]

You're soooo cute with your smile!~

“Why thank you. These compliments are a pleasant surprise..!” He begins to walk towards a bus stop, well, what he assumes is one. “Anyways, I believe I must start heading to a shopping outlet now.“

[mrkamabo--co]

Maybe you should go to a hospital if you’re sick!

Tarri shook his head, slowing down while he waited at a bus stop. “N-No! I have to find a way to make that cash..! I don’t want to blow Gale off.. Also hospitals are expensive and that would put more on my plate..”

He begins to look around, before mumbling to himself,“(Now.. What’s a quick and easy way to make money up here..)”