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So here is the full context of the moment I mentioned of Rinnie playing with a set of action figures. I think this particular instance was about a couple weeks into term beginning when I stopped by at home in the afternoon one day off I had.

Don't ask me how she became fixated on Serrac and co. I know she does smurf on my account on this board, but still.

[begin log]
Rinnie is sitting in her desk in her room, back facing the door. On her desk are five dolls/"action figures", all of which depict Inklings and Octolings of various likenesses.

Rinnie manipulates each toy as she plays out the scenario, using different voices for each character.

[voice 1 - Octo boy] Sooo, Princess Evie, at last I have you in my clutches, to have my way with you.
[voice 2 - Octo girl] No! No, please, leave me alone!
[voice 1] No, you are mine!
[voice 3 - Inkling boy] Not so fast, Vinnie!
[voice 1] Serrac!
[voice 3] Yes, it is I, and I am here to save my girlfriend! (subdued) hi honey.
[voice 1] Now you are going to die! (smacks Serrac toy with "Vinnie" toy, as Rinnie imitates Serrac getting splatted)
[voice 4 - another Inkling boy] Hey, what did you do to my friend?!
[voice 1] Same thing I'll do to you, mister fish boy! (does the same thing to this other toy) And you! (same to a fifth toy) Now, Princess Evie, at last we are alone!
[voice 2] No, back off! I hate you! And yet, I find you strangely nice.
[voice 1] Of course you do! Octolings are naturally drawn to power, intelligence and cunning, and I am all of those!
[voice 2] No, back off! Leave me alone! (motions the two figures toward each other, as the "No"s become "Yes"es) your helmet is so...pristine...

Suddenly Mikkie barges in through the door

[Mikkie:] Rinnie!
[Rinnie:] (startled, hiding her dolls) WHAT?!
[M:] Mom and Dad require your presence!
[R:] (unfathomably embarrassed) Knock on my door! Knock next time!
[M:] Yes, Rinnie!
(beat)
[R:] (blushing) Did you see anything?
[M:] No, Rinnie, I didn't see you playing with your dolls again!
[R:] Good!

The door closes.
[end log]

Hi everyone, Mikkie here.

My sister Rinnie is back in school, but before term began, she managed to complete the first of potentially many deliveries to Unagi Fourth Public Junior High (her old middle school) for a new project of our collective work to give new life to disused Ink Battle weaponry.

With that successful first step, we're making the program public!

What we are doing is refurbishing Ink Battle weaponry (in accordance with guidelines set forth by the Metropolitan Inkopolis Board of Education, you'll see why) and then donating the completed works to a handful of schools (junior high and senior high only; it's a requirement) around the Ama region. Then we provide the support network to keep those weapons ticking! The weapons will help these schools (and in some cases, libraries and other institutions) found teams to partake in Metropolitan Inkopolis's interscholastic league for Ink Battle.

We get a collection of spare parts doing this, but we disperse those to some of Ama's most prominent Ink Battlers.

We are actually one of a handful of shops in Inkadia with official approval to support this project (we cover the entirety of the Ama region, including Ajikawa, Unagi, Fuguu, Hachiuo, etc.). Of course, it helps to have a partner who works in education.

A major factor in our effort is the Metropolitan Inkopolis Board of Education's announcement that the interscholastic leagues for Ink Battle will be resurrected (they recently stopped due to diminishing interest, no thanks to competition from mainline), but a lot of it was really prompted by closet space that is getting tighter and tighter, and Lommie seeing old Ink Battle weapons of hers that never got used, and of course, inspiration from Rinnie's meteoric success with Ink Battle thanks to the support for on the two of us. We are thankful for the opportunity to support the Metropolitan Inkopolis Interscholastic Ink Battle League with this effort. It's gonna be big. Really big. I'm excited.

(On Lommie's and Rinnie's behalf, Mikkie)

By the way, there is a major tournament taking place over the weekend. By my recollection, it's in Calamari County East of Inkopolis. I'll be there.

All this talk of how these Sanitized Octolings are emerging and showing these photos prompt me to ask questions.

What exactly causes this? Do they inject soap and detergent into their bloodstream which causes the chromatophores in their skin to turn into that sickly green color (for lack of a better term)? Does the same thing apply to their hair which causes it to turn to that shiny metallic blue?

What am I missing here? All of you who mention the sketchy Kamabo co tell nothing on this process. Only material I know about that company was that they held a shell company which ran the old Nerikara line (connected Inkopolis to the company's facilities in an artificial island that barely exists now) before that collapsed.

Decided to rewatch a net series that was produced to chronicle the history beyond some of Ink Battle's most famous weapons (both the weapons of war and of the sport). Here's one of the keystones:

"I've got to be honest, this is kind of a boring weapon. Design-wise, it's ugly. A couple of polygons overlapped, like a gun drawn by a child. And yet for some reason, it's quite popular:

The Splattershot Jr."

(OOC: If you can successfully identify the paraphrase reference, you're awesome)

This day, 8/08 is a holiday declared such to celebrate the oneness of the Octoling species following the Sundering (the event which saw the fragmenting of one Octoling species before recorded history into the various clans and other factions that exist today). It's a relatively recent holiday, declared such following the conclusion of a Great Council which took place on that day a handful of years ago between the heads of several prominent Octoling clans to acknowledge that while our own regionality is a great pride to have, for all of us to maintain our own solidarity as a species beside our regional identity is an important step for Octo-kind.

The different Octoling clans, the different Octo-majority regions, and their cadet branches had initially tried to propose different days for the occasion:

* The Takowasas wanted Octavio's Ascension
* Hitachi wanted the day ending the Great Turf War.
* Ezo and the clans from it wanted Ezo Day.
* The Splatlandian Octolings wanted a day significant to Clan Hohojiro (forget which one).
* Other clans effectively wanted their own clan's patron day to be it, or partnered with other clans in their region to push that it should reflect their local customs

In the end, the eighth day of the eighth month was decided upon as a neutral day (otherwise insignificant to any particular group except for the general affinity of the species for the number eight) to hold the Great Council and henceforth declare the day as a holiday to celebrate the newfound unity of the species whilst acknowledging the innate identity our kind has toward their own individual clans.

There's a cinema near Ink Square that was showing the Octolinguan dub of some classic films in commemoration of the occasion (fun fact: most older dubs in the language are produced in Ezo and sometimes with talent from Mutsu).

So in between Ink Battle and fixing and tuning weapons (she has a very selective clientele), Rinnie has been busy trying to repair these ancient-looking musical keyboards and trying to squeeze interesting color tones from them. I mean, we have a band that we occasionally jam together with (it's been inactive as of late thanks to some of the other members' commitments), but kid, you need to lay back a bit.

One day I come home from a trip and see Rinnie asleep, head lay down over her latest project, in our common space with a dim work lamp providing the only illumination. My partner is already in the bedroom sound asleep (remember: I tie up close to midnight), and here is this wooden cabinet with an utter mess of wires and an even more nonsensical contraption on the inside clearly visible as I try to set my work gear down. I tell you, this kid is manic.

The next day was a day off for me, and Rinnie is already up still doing work on this whatzit that has plagued her for three days now. Of course I try to offer her to come along for some errand fulfillment and eventually a trip to the Square's Shoal and some more leisurely shopping, but this kid will not say anything but "No thank you." So my partner and I acquiesce and just spend some time to ourselves.

When we return, we walk into a very otherworldly sound filling the room, and Rinnie is just showing off playing a really fast keyboard riff from >!think the intro to Boston's Long Time!<. My partner can only remain stunned in awe. I ask her what was wrong with that board, and it's that parts were needed to fix an amplifier circuit, and I entertain her explanation before asking what's next. She says she has a handful more old keyboards and synths she is looking to resurrect.

I cannot wait for school to go back in session. Thank goodness for the workshop and its creative space in downtown Ajikawa for the future, but I don't know why she decides to do all this workshopping in our small condo. All this gear she manages to bring home is just absurd and not at all going to fit our meager living quarters (need I remind you, it's only a 1DK). If a local recording studio wasn't willing to compensate her for her handiwork, I would not have allowed this.

Then again, I was no different before I got the job on the railway, but I had to stop doing a handful of my hobbies as a result of taking the job. I am hideously out of practice with repairing electronics.

It's kind of far-fetched to ask for this, but in the spirit of the ongoing Splatfest, do we happen to have anyone who has worked on a Shifty Station back when Pearl and Marina ran Fests? I'd like to interview them about their experience, and I presume since this has become a matter of interest for this board, how it was like to be among the first defectors from Octo Valley or Octo Canyon, if the rumor is to be believed.

So mostly rumor confirmation and just general experience sharing.

Board, would this be possible to arrange?

Pardon my rather misguided surface-born ignorance to this issue, but what stopped the Takowasa Shogunate from building on the surface of Octo Valley and Octo Canyon (their territorial holdings) and made them resort to just building underground, like [half-unjoke for lack of a better in-universe analogy: a colony of insects]? Granted, from what I have read, at least for Octo Canyon, the terrain through the river was considerably ravaged in the pre-Great Turf War era thanks to extensive mining operations, so that might explain things.

Can anyone on this board enlighten me as to why underground domes were the solution rather than...anything else that could be reasonably built in a rough canyon?

Title. I guess if you want to answer this question in multiple facets, you can describe when you first spectated an Ink Battle, and when you first partook in an Ink Battle.

These past couple of days have just been crazy such that I have overlooked that the Inkadian Day of Reintegration was just under five days ago as of this writing.

Happy belated Reintegration Day. While there have been challenges to the ideal which this holiday commemorates as of late, it is imperative that Inkadia at-large stands against the faction supporting dissent among all Turflings.

Take care out there.