Scaline!!!

I won’t die, I’m just built different 💛Golden Squad 4/4💛

[thepinkling]

Employee File #44759

Name: Scaline Lamar

Age: 20 y/o

DOB: June 23rd, XXXX

Gender: Female (she/her)

Species: Inkling

Current Title: EVP 999

Scaline Lamar is a Inkopolis Plaza native who began traveling down to Inkopolis Square for part time work at Grizzco to help pay for bills and her tuition at Inkblot Academy, a prestigious art school in Inkopolis. It was Lamar’s goal to become a fashion designer for a major company, but was turned down by many of her professors, many who said her designs were never going to make it. Disheartened by this, she went to a good work friend, Roe Marin (employee file #7256), whom she’s done many shifts with to vent about it. Upon hearing about it, Marin offered to talk to Grizzco Officials about allowing her to design work uniforms and other fashion pieces for Grizzco’s employee shop. Lamar was excited for the new opportunity, and began making designs immediately, which quickly became hits within Grizzco’s worker base. Lamar dropped out of Inkblot to join Grizzco full time, both as a salmon runner and a designer.

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(Those look like little bears right???)

Hia! I’m Scaline!! I’m just ya full time salmon runner-designer double threat! The rest of my crew all have blogs, and then Grizz too?? Obvi something’s happening here! So I decided to hop on the band-helicopter. . . Mmm. That doesn’t sound right. . . (･･;)

Anyway!! I would love to make friends with everyone here, hehe! (*^ω^*)

Also!! While you’re here!!! Follow the rest of my team!!

✨The Golden Squad✨

🛟 Roe Marin! [ @goldenrotations ]

🐟 Atlas Marin! [ @antifreelancer ]

💚 Sockeye Saylor! [ @grizzcos-favorite-princess ]

💖And Of Course!! Meeeee!!! 💖

That’s all for now, thanks for reading! See you on the fields! ^_−☆

[primetime-splatband]

THEY TRIED TO PUT ME ON THE COVER OF INKOPOLIS TIMES...

[thepinkling]

Were… your legs too long?

[kiokuexplores]

Grizzco is absolutely despicable towards employees and the creatures it kills. Rumor has it that someone from the @humboldt-unit in splatsville got severely injured this big run due to the companies recklessness.

Look at the smallfry I found. I wish I knew how to communicate with the creature. It likely doesn’t understand how dangerous it is to be so close to the building.

Staring up at the chopper… not knowing where it’s going. Not knowing that it’s bringing people to slaughter its kind.

Look at how the posters depict its kind. Feral, terrifying beasts. They are animals we must watch over. Poor thing probably doesn’t even understand what its kind has done wrong. Whoever’s little buddy or pet needs to be picked up immediately! I made sure to give it some treats. Stay safe little guy

[thepinkling]

Hi! Higher rank Grizzco employee and Head of Cephalopod Resources here!

You are incorrect on so many levels.

1) Employee injuries are unfortunately a reality due to the nature of our line of work. Our employees’ safety is one of our top priorities, and when an injury does occur, Grizzco will do everything in its power to make sure they are safe and able to recover.

2) Employees are not allow to attack non-violent Salmonids. That little guy is perfectly alright where they are and no harm will come to them as long as everyone follows company policy! With that stated, if you see someone breaking that policy, please let me or another employee of Grizzco know!

3) SALMONIDS ARE NOT PETS. THEY ARE A SAPIENT AND INTELLIGENT SPECIES WITH THEIR OWN SOCIETY. They have a rich culture and trying to infantilize them is very offensive!

That being said! Nice picture! I really like the colors on it! Have a great day! ^_−☆

[antifreelancer]

A text from Scaline. . .

Heyyyyyy Atlas!!! (*^◯^*)

I hope you and Roe are doing good!!!

I know you were trying to offer Moray money and he rejected…

Well, I have an idea!!

He’s clocked in at Big Run rn. So… why don’t you just slip the money into his paycheck.

Can’t reject it when it’s being payed from a job! ^_−☆

[ @thepinkling ]

Actually, he just texted me! Whatever happened out there, it must have changed his mind big time. I'm just glad he's not getting himself into anything.

[thepinkling]

Oh thank cod Σ(￣。￣ﾉ)ﾉ

[molalom]

During one of Moray’s salmon run shifts…

The pink Golden Squad member would call out to his crew, “Oi! Moray’s with ya?”

[ @thepinkling ]

"Bwuh?!" Startled to hear his name, Moray fumbled his Grizzco Charger, and it clattered on the ground, firing a stray shot that further stunned the Inkling. He shook his head and picked the weapon up again. "Uhmmm,,, yeah... that'd... that'd be me. Is something wrong?"

[thepinkling]

“You’re not in trouble, just a welfare check, how are the fish treating you?”

Scaline spoke with a smile, jumping down from the pipes by his side. She took her own G Charger and shot down a steelhead that came out of the sewers behind Moray. She swam past him tossed all three eggs into his team’s basket and was back in front of with a squid roll before popping back up from the ink.

[molalom]

"... normal, I guess?" He pulled a Smallfry off the leg of his gloopsuit and threw it as far as he could. "Can't a guy do some freelance work without being interrogated?" he asked half-jokingly, emptying his ink tank out on a Steel Eel that was chasing one of his coworkers. A tinge of guilt festered in the back of his mind as the machine slowly fell apart in front of him. At least Tammie was in the Deepsea Metro and not here... they'd probably be proud of Moray for splatting them, but he couldn't... and not to mention what Cyclone would... Focus, Moray. No spiraling into what-ifs on the job.

[thepinkling]

“Sorry, my job as CR doesn’t stop cause I’m on the field.”

She gave a playful wink, as she leaned against her charger.

“Cyclone’s worried about you.”

[molalom]

"Well uhh,,, tell him I'm okay. I'm just working, that's all. Little extra cash while I wait on an answer to the job applications I sent out to a bunch of other places." Moray then went to fetch a golden egg that was thrown in his direction and relay it to the basket.

[thepinkling]

“Well…” she hesitated in thought, “Alright then… I’ll let him know that.”

She smiled at the other inkling, “Hey, if you need anything, don’t be afraid to ask for help, it’s not a weakness after all.”

[molalom]

"Yeah, sure, I'll keep that in mAAAAAAA—" A Flyfish's stray missiles got to him mid-sentence. This is why you don't try to have conversations in the middle of a Salmon Run, Moray...

[thepinkling]

She couldn’t help but giggle as she sprang into action, launching herself toward the Flyfish and landing on top of it. She slid her feet to block the lids of its missiles from closing and she easily slipped bombs right into the mechanism.

As she fell with the Flyfish she aimed her charger right at where Moray splatted, firing right as his life ring emerged from the ink.

[molalom]

During one of Moray’s salmon run shifts…

The pink Golden Squad member would call out to his crew, “Oi! Moray’s with ya?”

[ @thepinkling ]

"Bwuh?!" Startled to hear his name, Moray fumbled his Grizzco Charger, and it clattered on the ground, firing a stray shot that further stunned the Inkling. He shook his head and picked the weapon up again. "Uhmmm,,, yeah... that'd... that'd be me. Is something wrong?"

[thepinkling]

“You’re not in trouble, just a welfare check, how are the fish treating you?”

Scaline spoke with a smile, jumping down from the pipes by his side. She took her own G Charger and shot down a steelhead that came out of the sewers behind Moray. She swam past him tossed all three eggs into his team’s basket and was back in front of with a squid roll before popping back up from the ink.

[molalom]

"... normal, I guess?" He pulled a Smallfry off the leg of his gloopsuit and threw it as far as he could. "Can't a guy do some freelance work without being interrogated?" he asked half-jokingly, emptying his ink tank out on a Steel Eel that was chasing one of his coworkers. A tinge of guilt festered in the back of his mind as the machine slowly fell apart in front of him. At least Tammie was in the Deepsea Metro and not here... they'd probably be proud of Moray for splatting them, but he couldn't... and not to mention what Cyclone would... Focus, Moray. No spiraling into what-ifs on the job.

[thepinkling]

“Sorry, my job as CR doesn’t stop cause I’m on the field.”

She gave a playful wink, as she leaned against her charger.

“Cyclone’s worried about you.”

[molalom]

"Well uhh,,, tell him I'm okay. I'm just working, that's all. Little extra cash while I wait on an answer to the job applications I sent out to a bunch of other places." Moray then went to fetch a golden egg that was thrown in his direction and relay it to the basket.

[thepinkling]

“Well…” she hesitated in thought, “Alright then… I’ll let him know that.”

She smiled at the other inkling, “Hey, if you need anything, don’t be afraid to ask for help, it’s not a weakness after all.”

[molalom]

During one of Moray’s salmon run shifts…

The pink Golden Squad member would call out to his crew, “Oi! Moray’s with ya?”

[ @thepinkling ]

"Bwuh?!" Startled to hear his name, Moray fumbled his Grizzco Charger, and it clattered on the ground, firing a stray shot that further stunned the Inkling. He shook his head and picked the weapon up again. "Uhmmm,,, yeah... that'd... that'd be me. Is something wrong?"

[thepinkling]

“You’re not in trouble, just a welfare check, how are the fish treating you?”

Scaline spoke with a smile, jumping down from the pipes by his side. She took her own G Charger and shot down a steelhead that came out of the sewers behind Moray. She swam past him tossed all three eggs into his team’s basket and was back in front of with a squid roll before popping back up from the ink.

[molalom]

"... normal, I guess?" He pulled a Smallfry off the leg of his gloopsuit and threw it as far as he could. "Can't a guy do some freelance work without being interrogated?" he asked half-jokingly, emptying his ink tank out on a Steel Eel that was chasing one of his coworkers. A tinge of guilt festered in the back of his mind as the machine slowly fell apart in front of him. At least Tammie was in the Deepsea Metro and not here... they'd probably be proud of Moray for splatting them, but he couldn't... and not to mention what Cyclone would... Focus, Moray. No spiraling into what-ifs on the job.

[thepinkling]

“Sorry, my job as CR doesn’t stop cause I’m on the field.”

She gave a playful wink, as she leaned against her charger.

“Cyclone’s worried about you.”

[molalom]

During one of Moray’s salmon run shifts…

The pink Golden Squad member would call out to his crew, “Oi! Moray’s with ya?”

[ @thepinkling ]

"Bwuh?!" Startled to hear his name, Moray fumbled his Grizzco Charger, and it clattered on the ground, firing a stray shot that further stunned the Inkling. He shook his head and picked the weapon up again. "Uhmmm,,, yeah... that'd... that'd be me. Is something wrong?"

[thepinkling]

“You’re not in trouble, just a welfare check, how are the fish treating you?”

Scaline spoke with a smile, jumping down from the pipes by his side. She took her own G Charger and shot down a steelhead that came out of the sewers behind Moray. She swam past him tossed all three eggs into his team’s basket and was back in front of with a squid roll before popping back up from the ink.

[noveloctoling]

waoh I just jumped a salmo-octo-phobic guy with the help of a bunch of salmonids

thanks Tammie and friends I got the entire thing on video :3

don't tell Shallow and Haggy (they would be so proud of us)

[thepinkling]

Well… that’s interesting… I guess the trash takes itself out!

Good job you guys out there! Wish I could’ve joined you. :3

[thepinkling]

Hey uh… I have some concerns about a worker of yours named Cyclone.

Someone I know has some… less than pleasant opinions about Octarians so I’m trying to take this with a grain of salt.

Though some things I do know are true, like him stealing weapons from grizzco’s arsenal, however he seems to mostly do that for monetary gain. He sells them.

Apparently he worked really closely with salmonids- and I think that’s worrisome. If we let the salmonids get out of control who knows what would happen! Little the slimy bastards need to stay off our turf.

For all we know he could be giving secrets to the salmonids. He’s way too comfortable with them.

Besides… the guy says someone he knows is trying to learn more about the dome. I don’t think someone who worked with salmonids should be trusted, and apparently someone in the plaza is making some weird conspiracy he’s selling weapons to the Octarians and salmonids because he was seen giving material to a steel eel once, and he acted weird about the situation

Make what you will

(The worker who wrote this didn’t put their name on the form… must want to remain anonymous)

. . .

Hmpt. Forwarding this to Roe’s email, suggesting to add a unit on Salmonid-Octarian trade in training.

I probably should message Cyclone. That’s a little too much information to learn about someone through hear-say. That anti-octo scum really has it out for him huh?

Should probably figure it out who it is before they do anymore damage.

[thepinkling]

Oh! By the way folks!

If I hear a single one of you being a bigot over our Octarian friends, I will personally be in your walls to splat you! ^_−☆

I ain’t bluffing. I do not tolerate any kinds of hate. (๑>◡<๑)

[anintrovertedocto]

If I hear one more coworker say call this rotation “random boner” I’m going to scream.

I’m not high enough for this.

Just say a random rotation at Bonerattle. Please take your job seriously.

I’ve barely taken a break in days. I was told to rest for a bit and I pretty much just sleep a bit and wash my tentacles, then come back.

[thepinkling]

Hey, Cyclone, buddy, I think you need to a genuine break.

I can tell something’s up, want to sit and talk about it?

[anintrovertedocto]

Look it’s really no big deal. I can rest for a bit and come back to work again.

Just need to keep myself busy. I can’t be slacking off now. I dont have to worry about anything.

Someone decided my opinions over the great octoweapons were extreme and dug into some information that wasn’t for them to know. Stuff that could result in me getting dragged down to the domes.

So while i have energy im going to be useful! It’s fine!

[thepinkling]

Oh my cod??

Cyclone, this is definitely NOT fine!

Do you genuinely feel unsafe? I want to make sure you’re okay.

[anintrovertedocto]

It’s not that bad I promise! Like I said, if I keep focusing on doing something useful I’ll be fine!

Besides, people make where I’m from sound worse than it is. The domes aren’t perfect but they use the more strict ones to make it sound worse than it is.

I’ll be ok. I always am. I always make it through tough situations.

Besides it’s a random rotation. You guys probably need some competent workers anyway.

[thepinkling]

No no no no, hey look, I’m not here to belittle you or pity you over whatever. . . You are someone I would consider a friend, and friends do something when their friend tells them they fear “getting dragged down to the domes.”

You don’t have to tell me anything. . . But please let me protect you. Would you like to stay with me for a little bit? You wouldn’t have to worry about people finding you since you’d be with me.

[anintrovertedocto]

You don’t need to do all of that. I can defend myself and I shouldn’t have over shared.

If taking a break will make you back off, fine. Fine!

I don’t need to be protected. I’m not weak. I’m not helpless. But I really want to do my job while I have all this energy and my reflexes are sharp. Keeping myself busy and useful and distracted.

I doubt you would fully understand the situation anyway.

People always act like the guy from the lower domes has issues. Most of the surface has issues. I’m just trying to survive. I can assure you, whatever you are assuming is not the case and it’s really not that bad.

[thepinkling]

I believe you. It probably isn’t the things that people think is happening.

You aren’t alone. And… I don’t want to leave you alone when you are mentally stressed.

. . .

You know what, can I join you for a salmon run?

[anintrovertedocto]

… fine. Just warning you that the freelancers have been wild this rotation. Shouldn’t be a problem since you survive good, but be prepared for half the team to keep dying.

[thepinkling]

Sounds no different than Sockeye and Roe. Hah!

Let me grab my equipment and then we can catch a chopper.

[anintrovertedocto]

If I hear one more coworker say call this rotation “random boner” I’m going to scream.

I’m not high enough for this.

Just say a random rotation at Bonerattle. Please take your job seriously.

I’ve barely taken a break in days. I was told to rest for a bit and I pretty much just sleep a bit and wash my tentacles, then come back.

[thepinkling]

Hey, Cyclone, buddy, I think you need to a genuine break.

I can tell something’s up, want to sit and talk about it?

[anintrovertedocto]

Look it’s really no big deal. I can rest for a bit and come back to work again.

Just need to keep myself busy. I can’t be slacking off now. I dont have to worry about anything.

Someone decided my opinions over the great octoweapons were extreme and dug into some information that wasn’t for them to know. Stuff that could result in me getting dragged down to the domes.

So while i have energy im going to be useful! It’s fine!

[thepinkling]

Oh my cod??

Cyclone, this is definitely NOT fine!

Do you genuinely feel unsafe? I want to make sure you’re okay.

[anintrovertedocto]

It’s not that bad I promise! Like I said, if I keep focusing on doing something useful I’ll be fine!

Besides, people make where I’m from sound worse than it is. The domes aren’t perfect but they use the more strict ones to make it sound worse than it is.

I’ll be ok. I always am. I always make it through tough situations.

Besides it’s a random rotation. You guys probably need some competent workers anyway.

[thepinkling]

No no no no, hey look, I’m not here to belittle you or pity you over whatever. . . You are someone I would consider a friend, and friends do something when their friend tells them they fear “getting dragged down to the domes.”

You don’t have to tell me anything. . . But please let me protect you. Would you like to stay with me for a little bit? You wouldn’t have to worry about people finding you since you’d be with me.

[anintrovertedocto]

You don’t need to do all of that. I can defend myself and I shouldn’t have over shared.

If taking a break will make you back off, fine. Fine!

I don’t need to be protected. I’m not weak. I’m not helpless. But I really want to do my job while I have all this energy and my reflexes are sharp. Keeping myself busy and useful and distracted.

I doubt you would fully understand the situation anyway.

People always act like the guy from the lower domes has issues. Most of the surface has issues. I’m just trying to survive. I can assure you, whatever you are assuming is not the case and it’s really not that bad.

[thepinkling]

I believe you. It probably isn’t the things that people think is happening.

You aren’t alone. And… I don’t want to leave you alone when you are mentally stressed.

. . .

You know what, can I join you for a salmon run?

[anintrovertedocto]

If I hear one more coworker say call this rotation “random boner” I’m going to scream.

I’m not high enough for this.

Just say a random rotation at Bonerattle. Please take your job seriously.

I’ve barely taken a break in days. I was told to rest for a bit and I pretty much just sleep a bit and wash my tentacles, then come back.

[thepinkling]

Hey, Cyclone, buddy, I think you need to a genuine break.

I can tell something’s up, want to sit and talk about it?

[anintrovertedocto]

Look it’s really no big deal. I can rest for a bit and come back to work again.

Just need to keep myself busy. I can’t be slacking off now. I dont have to worry about anything.

Someone decided my opinions over the great octoweapons were extreme and dug into some information that wasn’t for them to know. Stuff that could result in me getting dragged down to the domes.

So while i have energy im going to be useful! It’s fine!

[thepinkling]

Oh my cod??

Cyclone, this is definitely NOT fine!

Do you genuinely feel unsafe? I want to make sure you’re okay.

[anintrovertedocto]

It’s not that bad I promise! Like I said, if I keep focusing on doing something useful I’ll be fine!

Besides, people make where I’m from sound worse than it is. The domes aren’t perfect but they use the more strict ones to make it sound worse than it is.

I’ll be ok. I always am. I always make it through tough situations.

Besides it’s a random rotation. You guys probably need some competent workers anyway.

[thepinkling]

No no no no, hey look, I’m not here to belittle you or pity you over whatever. . . You are someone I would consider a friend, and friends do something when their friend tells them they fear “getting dragged down to the domes.”

You don’t have to tell me anything. . . But please let me protect you. Would you like to stay with me for a little bit? You wouldn’t have to worry about people finding you since you’d be with me.

[anintrovertedocto]

If I hear one more coworker say call this rotation “random boner” I’m going to scream.

I’m not high enough for this.

Just say a random rotation at Bonerattle. Please take your job seriously.

I’ve barely taken a break in days. I was told to rest for a bit and I pretty much just sleep a bit and wash my tentacles, then come back.

[thepinkling]

Hey, Cyclone, buddy, I think you need to a genuine break.

I can tell something’s up, want to sit and talk about it?

[anintrovertedocto]

Look it’s really no big deal. I can rest for a bit and come back to work again.

Just need to keep myself busy. I can’t be slacking off now. I dont have to worry about anything.

Someone decided my opinions over the great octoweapons were extreme and dug into some information that wasn’t for them to know. Stuff that could result in me getting dragged down to the domes.

So while i have energy im going to be useful! It’s fine!

[thepinkling]

Oh my cod??

Cyclone, this is definitely NOT fine!

Do you genuinely feel unsafe? I want to make sure you’re okay.

[anintrovertedocto]

If I hear one more coworker say call this rotation “random boner” I’m going to scream.

I’m not high enough for this.

Just say a random rotation at Bonerattle. Please take your job seriously.

I’ve barely taken a break in days. I was told to rest for a bit and I pretty much just sleep a bit and wash my tentacles, then come back.

[thepinkling]

Hey, Cyclone, buddy, I think you need to a genuine break.

I can tell something’s up, want to sit and talk about it?

[unsung-scrolls]

A deathly chill loomed over the fog-covered waters as the N.S.S. Mudskipper chopped across the bay. Except for the steady buzz of the massive propeller moving the boat forward, all was quiet. There was a mission to be done, and the Captain, Sango Squidbeak Cuttlefish, was the one to do it.

No cell signal out here, from the looks of it. Good thing Sango could use their radio if backup was necessary. Since this was near the Splatlands, they could most likely call in Agent 3 in the case of an emergency.

The stern Inkling gripped their Bamboozler and peered out as far into the fog as they could. Fortunately, as that Salmonid, "Tammie", said, the visibility in the area was better than usual. Soon enough, they would land at the shore of the site and meet up with Tammie and whomever else was joining the investigation.

...

There was a storm brewing... and as good ol' Gramps would say, Sango could feel it in their cuttles.

[unsung-scrolls]

Sango was going to unleash another attack, but the quick moment of rage subsided enough for the glow in their hair to fizzle out. They lowered their head solemnly.

"... May you one day know peace," they said softly before tossing a single Splat Bomb into the machine.

[thepinkling]

Scaline unstrapped her helmet and took it off, holding it to her heart and giving the Salmonid spirits her upmost respect.

“May your trip be delicious, and your soul be umami.”

She whispered the Salmonid death rite to the mechanical king. She looked like she was on the verge of tears but she was holding herself back.

[ @friend-of-inkfish @unsung-scrolls ]

[friend-of-inkfish]

Once the splatbombs went in, it was like the rest of it collapsed on itself. Once the dust settled, it was just a mess of various salmonid machinery, weapons, and armor. It was strange it even held together. Tammie moved forward and picked up a small green spoon from the ground, sighing. It wasn’t long after that when even the air around them felt more still. Like the energy itself felt calmed. They sat there in silence for awhile, before standing up. “I’m going to escort you two to the shore.”

Tammie moved over to Scaline in particular, putting a fin on her back. “I’m sorry for snapping earlier. Loss is a very different thing for you. Many enjoy the idea of dying a warriors death, and dying without meaning. These days it’s hard to feel like dying during the runs means anything though. I know many workers are just kids though. I’ve seen how bad it can get. It was a low tide and foggy. Somehow an inkling’s life raft got knocked off and I happened to be driving my eel. Her panic… then I realized that she wasn’t going to her raft. We did what we knew to be respectful, as the workers weren’t able to retrieve her body. The runs are hard on both sides. I hope one day we’re not at such severe odds. I can wish all I want but this is how it’s going to be. Always more runs. Least we can do is make it better for both sides” they spoke softly, looking at Scaline hoping to give any sort of reassurance.

@unsung-scrolls @thepinkling

[thepinkling]

“I thought I was apart of the cycle. . . I thought this is what you guys fought for. Fighting for something in battle… dying for that cause, I thought that’s what you guys were all about.”

She threw her helmet against the ground in a fit of anger.

@friend-of-inkfish @unsung-scrolls

[friend-of-inkfish]

“Yes and no. That’s part of it, but life is so much more. Besides it’s no longer the same when it feels like we are massacred and have our children stolen. We go in willing and almost excited at the thought we could die, but when we see how much you take and take and take… we struggle to live ourselves. So yes, that assumption is correct, but the joy of it is lost. We rarely get to celebrate new life and then not many get to mature past the age of youth. What’s the point in dying if too many of us die for us to give energy to others? What’s the point if you just steal and steal and so few are born”

The salmonid sighed before taking a step back and silently motioning for the others to follow them, leading them through the junkyard. They stopped by their personal camp and put down their pan, resting the spoon on it. After that the two were escorted to the shore.

“If you two like I want to keep hearing from you… though even if it doesn’t happen I have my ways of getting news.”

@unsung-scrolls @thepinkling

[thepinkling]

Scaline didn’t say a word, only messing with her reflective vest with her gloved hands.

She wanted to rip it off her body, throw it into a fire to burn. But she knew she couldn’t… Grizzco has given her everything. Roe believed in her enough to get her a position where she could design clothes… her true passion.

She was way too deep into this mess to back out, now… she prayed that Roe’s plan to fix everything will work… she hoped that she has the time to fix everything.