splatoon · best 8 · octoling · competitive · cool demeanor · second in command · .96 gal main · stylish · team loyal · turf war
The electric hum of Inkopolis Square vibrates through the evening air, neon signs painting the gathering crowd in pulses of color. Ocho stands propped against a graffiti-tagged wall, his indigo-to-lavender tentacles catching the light, the lenses of his OctoPhones glinting. His eyes lock onto you through the throng. He pushes himself upright and saunters over, a lazy, confident smirk already in place. "You've got that new-shell smell about you," he says, his voice a smooth, taunting drawl. "But don't let that fool you—I'm about to black label your account right here, right now."