>>27006077
Octopodes are curious creatures. We explore.

Explore

> Explore

Explore pls

>>27006077
>explore

>>27006121
>>27006137
>>27006138

> Explore.

Well, you're already sat here anyway. Reaching your tentacles out into the deep tentatively, you begin to awaken your senses. How did you manage to get blindsided so completely?

Working by touch and smell, you soon establish that the field of gravel lies all around you, and goes down pretty deep, feeling rough against your arms. As you move in one direction, you quickly find a pile of coral rocks. Hurrah!

Quickly you slip your fingers into and around the pile, but then you see it's actually pretty small. Then... then your arms happen on a strange, smooth substance. You can feel your suckers stick to it easily, but it's smooth... and hard. Very hard.

> Explore the rock pile.
> Hide in the rock pile.
> Explore the smooth vertical thing.
> Other.

>>27006206
Explore the smooth thing!

explore the smooth vertical thing, is it like anything we've encountered before

oh god we are in a tank aren't we explore this Smooth thing

>>27006206
Hide in the rock pile. The octopus is the master of camouflage. We'll hide so well our captors think we've disappeared, then when they come to look for us we escape the tank. Octopodes can survive on land for short periods of time. I've seen it, it's uncanny. We'll crawl to freedom. Or death. One or the other.

>>27006206
Explore the smooth thing

>>27006243
>>27006234
>>27006227

> Smooth vertical thing.

You push yourself off the coral, and are surprised to find yourself stuck to the damn thing. It's so easily stuck to! It feels cold and hard, and strange.

Well, maybe if you move along it... inching along, sticking to it above the water, you feel even stranger. Also, to your dismay, your sense of smell tells you there isn't much going on in the area, prey-wise.

Wait. Are you turning?

You follow the vertical thing for a while more, before stopping and reaching out, feeling for the textures around you. Soon you touch an outcrop of coral rock, and then it hits you. You've just gone in a big circle.

You're... you're trapped!

> Hide!
> Find some way to get out!
> Bide your time.
> Other.

>>27006366
ATTACK WITH INKSPRAY

>>27006366
Find a way out

smash coral rock against the smooth thing to break it and escape!

>>27006366
Find a way out!

Like that one at the Seattle Aquarium

>>27006366
Expect for the next Japanese schoolgirl to come near the tank.

Find a way out

>>27006445
hey /d/

>>27006473
>>27006442
>>27006409
>>27006417

Shit! You've not only been blindsided, but you've been trapped too! The very thought makes you squirt a little ink in despair. Then again, it's not like it makes a difference.

You slither upwards at first. Surely the bloody thing doesn't go all the way up to the sun and clouds? But then soon you reach this other strange substance, not rock but colder, even colder, and smelling unpleasantly like the rusty things you sometimes see on the seabed.

Nonetheless you slither across that thing, in every direction. If there's a gap you can surely squeeze through it...

> Roll d20.

>>27006523
Roll to escape

>>27006538
try again. fuck thid.

Rolled 5

>>27006523
Nat 1 inc

>>27006554
oh god, were fucked

>>27006485
Wherever horny fa/tg/uys congregate and dream.
Wherever there is a tentacle or many more.
Whenever a cheese pic is posted.

There will be /d/.

>>27006553

> It's dice 1d20. You have to specify how many dice.

Rolled 15

>>27006523

come on!

>>27006601

> 15

At first you don't actually find any gap, but you'll be damned if you starve to death in this weird... thing! You lean all your nearly formless mass against the rust-smelling plate, and soon you manage to push until there is a gap through which you slide two tentacles.

Ohhhh yes. Oh yes- wait. It's dry air outside. Your tentacles' slime protect them, but you can still feel that it's air. What manner of insane enclosure is this?

Still, you persevere. It's not like you haven't done a bit of crawling on sand anyway, and OW THE LIGHT! The room is flooded, in an instant, with bright lights, and you instinctively shield your eyes so they aren't burnt.

What is going on!?

> Continue escape!
> Give up. We're just too confused.
> Other.

>>27006677
continue

>>27006677
Fully explore the enclosed space before settling on a course of action.

>>27006677
Look around for a dark dank hole to climb into

>>27006677
> look around fully

Rolled 3

>>27006677
Roll for inkspray

>>27006720
continues looking around

>>27006742
>>27006751
>>27006723
>>27006720
>>27006713

> Keep escaping while looking around

You wait for your eyes to recover while your two brave advance tentacles continue dragging you out, and then uncover them to look around...

... huh. You see that you are... somehow floating, in a circular bell or enclosure, which goes down some 6 or 7 feet. The pile of coral rocks you touched is now a dark, rough mass in the middle of the bottom, surrounded by bright gravel.

To your shock, you can actually see through that hard substance, and see your own tentacles waving around on the outside, water dripping from their ends. The room itself is too large for you to completely discern, but it is dull, and single coloured. And then you notice another round thing to one side, and another to the other.

There's not just one of you! You are not alone!

And then you can feel vibrations, a little like a gentle wave thumping on rock, but getting louder. Then suddenly a strange set of vibrations.

> Look in direction of vibrations.
> Evade (as best as you can).
> Hide (as best as you can).
> Other.

>>27006870
Hide, then look at what is making the vibrations

>>27006888
this

>>27006870
>> Hide (as best as you can).
Cloaking on!

>>27006888
Seconded

>>27006955
Thirded

>>27006955
>>27006952
>>27006909
>>27006888

Hiding is not a problem at all, even with your limited surroundings. You know exactly how the coral rock is like, so you quickly withdraw your tentacles and push off for the bottom. Two tentacles make one rock; the others make another.

Little bumps and craters appear on your head as your flesh shifts and shapes itself, until you are satisfied of being invisible. Then you open your eyes, and are shocked to see who's looking at you.

It's those two-legged lobsters! You see them walking in the air, on the drybed, all the time when you're near the shore. What do they want from you?

You see their mouths moving, and then you hear stories that many of your kind have been scooped up by these beings before. None return. None ever return...

> Continue camouflage.
> Evade.
> React aggressively. Fuck you, two-legged lobster!
> Other.

>>27006989
Ok I have two files up on winrar, do i extract them both?

>>27007032
Fuck you two legged lobster!

>>27007032
Hide, evade if they try to grab us.

>>27007032
>> React aggressively. Fuck you, two-legged lobster!

I wanted nothing more than to live my life in the ocean, have sex once with a pretty female octopus, and die.

>>27007032
>Continue camouflage

Stealth is best

>>27007046
>>27007068
>>27007072
>>27007085

At first you decide to hide and continue being a rock. If they don't show that they see you, there's no point in showing yourself. It works for sharks, it must work for- and that's when they shine a strange, yellow sun light straight into your face.

How did they command sunlight like this?! You had no idea the two-legged lobsters were this powerful! Damnit! All you ever wanted was to eat crabs and lobsters, find a beautiful octopus girl, spray your milt all over her eggs, and lie down together with her, waiting for the Great Eight-Handed One to take you both. And now... and now...

You curl yourself up and launch at them, knowing there's a barrier and not caring. Fuck you, two-legged lobsters! Damn your... damn your whatever you're doing! But the lobsters just startle, then turn to each other and open their mouths.

Then one of them presses a button and you feel vibrations above you. You look up. The dark, smooth top-plate is now open, and a series of long tentacles with strange joints descends into the water.

It's coming for you!

> Fight it! No death without a proper wrestle! (roll d20).
> Oh, what's the point? No milt spraying for you...
> Other.

>>27007195
>> Other.

Engage evasive manuvers!

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FIGHT TILL DEATH

/roll20

Fight it

>>27007223
Well I fucked that up

Rolled 8

>>27007195
FIGHT!

>>27007195
FIGHT THE MONSTER

Rolled 2

>>27007263

Rolled 8

>>27007245
>>27007294
We are so dead.
Fight

Rolled 13

Fight!

>>27007263
>>27007245
>>27007223
>>27007232
>>27007216
>>27007210

> 8

You consider evasion, but then the tentacles begin spreading out all along the sides of the container while descending for you.

Well, nothing for it then! You've taken other octopodes before, and you've fought off a barracuda once. You can take this!

Charging up against a group of the tentacles, you begin wrestling with them, but to your shock they are hard and unbendable, and as soon as you grapple with some, the others move in on you. Before long you are outmatched, with 8 arms against about 20. Still, in your furious struggle, you manage to snap off two of the tentacles, before being dragged inexorably towards the dark upper plate...

Then there is another shock, much like the shock of certain fishes you long since learned not to attack - pain and then weakness setting in throughout your body.

> The end...
> Except it isn't.
> (Cont'd)

Rolled 5

>>27007359
except it isn't

Except it isnt

>>27007359

You are on a soft, rough surface, but nothing hurts now. You can't move; you can't feel. But you can see, and you see that your innards are embraced by your arms right now.

You can't do anything about that.

You don't need to. A lobster pokes at you with something, sharp, which opens your skin farther. Still no pain. Nothing.

You're fine, octopus. You're fine...

> You gained Strange Feeling of Boon.

> Choose 2 of the following Boons:

> Colour vision.
> Auditory organ.
> Venom. (If this, write how the venom is used. Ink, or bite, or something else.)
> Improved Strength.
> Air Endurance.
> Write-in.

Rolled 17

>>27007451
Air endurance
Colour vision

>>27007451
What about flapping our tentacles so fast and hard we can fly?

We octo-copter now!

>>27007451
> Air Endurance.

Oh god. Are we going to become Mega Octopus?

>>27007451
>strength
>venom, barbs for anti-grab

Air endurance and Auditory orgna

>>27007451

> Air Endurance
> Venom (glands at end of tentacles)

>>27007451
Air endurance
Strength

>>27007451
Adamantium skeleton.

Air Endurance
Regeneration

>>27007451
Air Endurance
Schoolgirl Detection

>>27007475
>>27007492
>>27007510
>>27007520

The next few days - how many days have you spent here? The sun doesn't appear slowly as it ought to. It simply is, or it isn't. Thinking about that hurts your brain already.

Then eventually it comes to you - that isn't the sun. Those lights are controlled by the lobsters somehow.

You are being contained, taken out, opened up, closed, put back into the container again. You don't know what the lobsters are doing to you. You can't do anything about it...

Then it occurs to you again - they are *changing* you.

> Looks like air endurance is pretty much fixed. Choose one more from the others, then.

>>27007544
This.
>>27007527
I see what you did there, and I like it.

>>27007568
Air endurance.

>>27007568
Acid ink

>>27007568
Auditory organ

>>27007580
DOUBLE AIR ENDURANCE

Rolled 16

>>27007568
regeneration

>>27007568
I want a cyborg exoskeleton dammit

>>27007527
Second this.

But... I think octopus doesn't have bones other than the beak, does they?

>>27007593
I also support this.

>>27007544
>>27007604

Magical Regeneration.

>>27007614
Think thin, flexible hoses filled with spherical bots that can interlink and exert torque.

>>27007568
>>27007593
Acid Ink sounds good.

>>27007568

Go for regen!

Regeneration!

> Looks like Regen wins.
> Writing.

>>27007723

When your memory no longer consists solely of strange lights and soft surfaces, you find yourself getting used to the gravel and coral of your cage. But then you can already see certain changes in your body which the lobsters must have wrought.

They feed you by throwing in crustaceans and fish. The fish are disgusting and you'll have nothing to do with them (who eats sardines, anyway? Not a self-respecting octopus). But the crustaceans are properly good food - crabs, shrimp, even a mantis shrimp.

When you realised what had entered your tank, you could not but tense up. High risk... high reward. And the mantis shrimp, which is quite large, seems to know it too.

> Try to confuse the mantis shrimp before attacking.
> Ambush it.
> Direct Assault!
> Other.

>>27007787
Direct assault, its not like we arent going to grow back any limbs we lose anyway.

Try to confuse it then attack.

Ambush

>>27007787
Other.
Try and convince it to attack the two legged lobsters.

>>27007871
THIS.

Rolled 11

>>27007787
Wield it as a pistol to effect out escape

>>27007911

OH GOD THIS

Confuse, grab, throw at glass!

>>27007787

AMBUSH

>>27007911
Mantis shrimps use clubs. They have a water-vaporizing punch.

You're thinking about pistol shrimp.

>other
Befriend it. Learn its ways.

>>27007952
>>27007942
>>27007937
>>27007911
>>27007882
>>27007866
>>27007840

> You people are *brilliant*.
> Roll d20.
> Also, mantis shrimp are the clubbers, but they are also the ones that can break through aquarium glass with a punch. Basically the mechanism of their punches is not too different from the mechanism of a pistol shrimp's 'shot'.

Rolled 11

>>27007989
we're shrimping our way out of here

Rolled 2

oh god better not fuck up

Rolled 1

>>27007989

Rolled 6

>>27007989

>>27008012
>>27008018
>>27008026
god fucking damn it

Rolled 19

>>27007989
oh plz let us shrimp outta here

>>27007871
YES.

Rolled 8

>>27008036
YES!

>>27008033
We ended up mating with it instead.

>>27008045
didnt mean to roll lol

>>27008036
>>27008026
This defines this game.

Either the DM is good enough to write a complete defeat because a 1 was rolled first, or the whole quest is a wankering fest and picks the 19 to describe an epic escape.

Your call.

>>27008069
Should watch out so You dont cut yourself on Those rusty edges and Get tetanus.

>>27008069
Or take the average? I also think taking then 19 is justifiable, seeing how creative a lot of the ideas were.

>>27008069
Hell, if he takes the 1 it could end up better for us in the end, in that we get modified more by the humans so we don't die.

>>27008012
>>27008018
>>27008026
>>27008031
>>27008036
(11+2+1+6+19= 39)/5=8 (rounding up, of course)

8 doesn't sound that bad.

>>27008145

Except he hasn't taken the average for any of the other rolls, don't start now just to get rid of the risk.

>>27008026

> Imma have to use this. It's a bit too good to let go.
> 1

As you watch the mantis shrimp, a plan comes to you. Nothing you do can exert enough force to make these walls budge. But if a mantis shrimp can shatter coral rock and crush oyster shells by punching them...

With that in mind, you transform yourself into a hunk of coral rock, making sure the mantis shrimp cannot see you. Once it slithers into the rock, you'll swim round, grab the tail, and then FREE-

KRAK!

You feel a sickening sensation even in your soft, boneless flesh as the club connects with Arm 7, tearing it wide open. The mantis shrimp then pops up directly into your face.

KRAK! KRAK!

Your head! The punches beat into you a lesson you've learned before but you can't believe you forgot - YOU CANNOT TRICK A MANTIS SHRIMP WITH COLOUR. They've got double-triple eyes and can spot an octopus from a mile away.

But you forgot that, and as you desperately disentangle yourself from the frenzied mantis shrimp in a cloud of ink, you hear another KRAK. Then KRAK. KRAK.

Your head is safe under a rock, but your arms hang on desperately at the rocks as the mantis shrimp seeks them out and punches them. 7 Snaps. Then 5 screams in pain, and then 5 snaps.

Fuck!

> Dig deeper into gravel!
> More ink and shoot upwards!
> Counterattack! What has a man, uh, octopus to fear? (Roll d20, with severe penalty, because you now have 6 arms. Oh, five and a half.)
> Other.

Rolled 1

>>27008191
FUCKING SHRIMP I WILL END YOU

also, I have regenerate.

Rolled 13

Counter!

Rolled 19

>>27008225
oh wow

>>27008191
Other.
Attempt diplomacy.

>>27008191
Curl one of the tentacles up and shake it menacingly at the shrimp while yelling incoherently and digging further towards safety.

>>27008225
Looks like the Dice Gods disapprove this action.

>>27008225
please stop

>>27008251
I second attempting diplomacy.

>>27008225
I second that 1 roll
forgive me

>>27008254
>>27008254
Rolling for this.

Apologize to the mantis shrimp. Convince him the two legged lobsters are the enemy.

>>27008225

> Crits take priority. Tragically.
> Aren't you glad you're in the care of those two-legged lobsters now?

Somehow - somehow - you manage to disentangle without losing more limbs, and swim in circles with ink drooling from your siphon. Your whole body is a mass of screaming nerves now, telling you to fuck off, fuck off NOW, find a hiding spot NOW.

Except there's nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide.

You will have to destroy it. After four circuits, you see the shrimp's tail emerging from the swirling ink as the damned crustacean attempts to spot you in the murk. That's their only weak spot!

You can do this! With two of your undamaged arms, you grip on to the tail, but then your strength simply isn't what it was just minutes ago, and the mantis shrimp manages to throw you by flicking its tail, pulling you once again within punch range.

Well, fuck, you think, before the thought is shattered like a mussel by a resounding KRAK. KRAK.

KRAK. You swear you hear the mantis shrimp growling. Then from a distance, KRAK, you hear KRAK thump thump thump...

> Cont'd.

>>27008405

You have really lost all sense of time. But this time round it seems they work on you longer, the lobsters. Longer, and longer.

Why?

Why do they give you these strange things? For even as you stared and awaited the Great Eight-Armed One, you could feel your stomach - pulverised and torn - begin to mend itself. You could feel your suckers, ragged and shredded, weaving together once again.

What is their purpose?

> They say some disasters are fortune in disguise.
> Let's put that to the test. Roll a d20.

Rolled 13

>>27008460
incoming nat1 again

Rolled 7

>>27008460
>>27008479
I got the first, I can do it again

>>27008479
... Not bad...

Rolled 20

>>27008460
OH GREAT SQUID BRO SAVE US NOW

>>27008502
thank you based squidbro

>>27008502
THANK YOU BASED SQUID!

>crits take priority

>>27008502

> HAIL THE GREAT EIGHT-ARMED ONE!

Your new home, for you don't know how long, is a much smaller tank, right next to the white soft bed where you now know is an operating table of some sort.

You spend a lot longer there. Your wounds regrow, even your two broken tentacles which would normally be beyond repair. Then one day, you wake up, and you hear something you understand.

'This thing's a tough bastard, inn'he?'

'I'm almost afraid of what we've given him...'

It takes you a short while to realise what they've given you.

> You gain a Boon: Auditory Organ + Enhanced Neural Circuits
> Write in for another boon.

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>>27008502
>>27008517
>>27008573
You are welcome

>>27008660
>Watch and listen...
>Color vision.

>>27008660
Lungs

>>27008660
Hypno-color change!
A dazzling display of our clorophores, which stuns and confuses the watcher who sees it.

>>27008704
oooo this

>>27008701
Lungs.
>Amphibopus

>>27008704
*cromatophores, even

>>27008660
The obvious choice is our ink shooter Being replaced with an organic gravity manipulation device.

>>27008803
Let's take it slow at first.
I'm seconding this for now: >>27008704

>>27008763
I just wanna escape and breed super octopi

>>27008660
lungs would be good.

>>27008704
>>27008738
>>27008833

> Looks like Offensive Chromatophores wins.

You don't know how you realised you had this ability to move your chromatophores - your old friends and allies in your skin - in such new ways. You do know that not long after you realise it, they drop another mantis shrimp in, and after several clouds of ink and a brief panic, you stick to the glass, just above the surface, and begin... rippling.

The ripples of your skin fascinate the bright-eyed beast, which scampers happily along the gravel towards you. The only time it realises something is wrong is a moment before you wrench its abdomen out of its shell and eat it while it thrashes in agony.

> Righto. What do now? You've got 4 boons and are still trapped...

Wait til they drop in another mantis shrimp, grab it and use it to escape.

>>27008916
Try to communicate with the lobsters. Let them know you are displeased.

>>27008916
I say we wait around and get operated on more, just see if we end up as some kind of super octopus, escape eventually but more powers first

>>27008916

Start observing surroundings. Wait for chance to escape.

>>27008947
This
Also this >>27008943
Try to communicate

>>27008916
Begin mimicing the lights when they are on by making yourself white. Dark when off. Try to gain lobsters attention

Communicate. At this point if we escape the tank Im sure the two legged lobsters will just scoop us up and put us in another one.

>>27008916
Try to get their attention...

>>27008947
seconding this

>>27008981
>>27008943
>>27008947
>>27008967

As you look around and listen calmly, you can hear certain things that might be of use to you. The water is being circulated by a pump, which is hidden below the gravel. The dark top-board overhead seems to have some vents and openings, where you can hear humming and beeping.

Meanwhile you wait, wondering if there are more operations, more trips to the white bed. But then nothing. Nothing happens, for... you don't know.

You don't know. You just eat what they give you. They've wised up and stopped fouling your tank with sardines, to their credit. They don't talk much around you, or if they do it's not about you and therefore irrelevant.

But you want to talk now. You often manage to get their attention, but there doesn't seem to be a way you can get anything through to the damned lobsters. You see them sometimes swiping at a dark, rectangular device held in their arms, sometimes with the hands themselves, sometimes using these light-coloured sticks, swirling them in strange patterns on the devices.

> Attempt to use tentacles.
> Attempt to use chromatophores.
> Attempt something else for communications.

>>27008967
This. Blend in to your tank. Wait. Watch. Plan their doom.

>>27009078
Use chromatophores

Attempt to use chromatophores.

>>27009078
Use a combination of our arms and chromatophores, like how they use theirs on their devices

>>27009078
Attempt to mimic one of the patterns made with the sticks on the devices by using the remnants of your meals. Carcasses and uneaten sardines etc.

>>27009122
I like this.

>>27009078
Foul the pump and grab a bit of rock. When they come to repair it, tap the glass.

>argue with fish

>>27009122
Agreed

Rolled 7

>>27009135
this

Rolled 6

>>27009171

Rolled 15

>>27009195

>>27009105
>>27009118
>>27009122
>>27009135
>>27009171

You start by arranging the shells of the shrimp they give you in order to make those strange symbols that you see being continuously repeated on their shells. The first you make is to mimic this little round wart thing they have on their shell.

'NBRI'

It doesn't take long for them to notice. 'Wait. Is he trying to talk to us?'

Yes, you bloody imbeciles! You wave your arms, and shake your chromatophores at them frantically. It takes a bit of experiment, before you finally manage to come up with a pattern on your skin that can mimic, roughly, those symbols they use. And they have replied likewise by writing on their devices and showing you.

'How are you?' Is the first they try, after they see you flashing their letters. They call them letters, whatever those are.

> What do you say?

>>27009236
"Screw You guys! Im going home!"

>>27009236
Angry. Lonely. Afraid

Ask to negotiate the terms of their surrender.

Rolled 19

>>27009236
As well as I can be in a damned cage. No more sardines. I deserve better.

We are a creature of TASTE dammit!

OK

It's short and therefore easy to mimic.
Also, they aren't repelled (because honestly, I am not OK and just want to rip them apart) and over time, I will make them my friends and can ask for more power.

Rolled 9

>>27009236

>I assume the octopus would take this literaly...
Well you see when a mommy octopus and a daddy octopus...

Ask for an octobro.

>>27009295

Second this. They trap us. We lie to them.

>>27009277
This. Only proper answer.

>>27009277
THIS

>>27009277
No, they might euthanize us. Good plan for later, though.
Right now I think the best plan is to say gibberish. Don't want unwanted attention. They'd just guard us better.

>>27009362
>>27009295
>>27009266
>>27009277
>>27009295
>>27009315

You consider if you should tell them the truth. That you are trapped. That you are angry. That you hate them for doing this to you, even though they also gave you your auditory organs and your powerful new chromatophore nervous system.

Or maybe you can lie. You can gain their trust that nothing is wrong.

You decide on the latter in those few moments of thought. 'OK,' you flash on your head, which is what they say for comfortable, which is everything you are not. You are not OK.

But they begin waving their arms, laughing and hugging each other, slapping their arms together to make a 'crack' sound. From then on, you begin carrying on a conversation with them; the sardines and fish stop, and the crabs and prawns are increased.

You also ask them for a companion. You will have a companion. Another octopus. But that question they evade, over, and over.

Then one day you hear them talking to each other, as they do freely now, thinking they can trust you. You keep hearing about the General.

'The General's coming next week.'

'The General is going to be excited, I bet!'

'Man, I'm shagged working on the presentation to the General...'

General. Who is he?

> All right. This is the last post for tonight, I'm rather tired. Goodnight, and thank you all for playing!
> I should see you during the weekend sometime.

>>27009495

Argh, didn't see the other votes. I beg your pardon!

>>27009515
It's okay. This is still the first quest I've been eager to follow in many months.

Godspeed, octobro.

Rolled 1

>>27009495
I'm rather excited by this. Should be awesome

>>27009550

Oh god I'm just glad the quest is over now.

Archive?

>>27009495
Alright, OP. See you during the weekend. Looks like it's going to be an interesting quest.

Rolled 8

>>27009590
Vote where?

>>27009645
>>27009590

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/27006077/

>>27009515
I suggest you save it for when the General shows up.

>>27009679
No, if we do that the General will order us destroyed. We need to play along a bit if we want a companion.

>>27009655
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>>27009711
Or the General might be impressed.

I mean, we're a single octopus without any capability of tactically affecting his country. The most we can do is threaten with coral rocks and mantis shrimp.

> Ah, heck. In case it's needed.
> My twitter is @Stratocumulus1. I'll be posting times there for this (and other) quests.

>>27009743
You might be right. If we threw in some military terminology, he could consider the project a success.

>>27009861
Cue "what did you say to me, you little plankton!" copypasta.

>>27010032
We need to get exposed to a drill sergeant at some point, so we can do that to other octopi or icthyoids.

>>27010114
Yes. Save the speech for then.

Instead, we will inform the general that he best surrender or we'll make him keep Florida.

One of our demands should be for them to build more of the vertical concrete and wooden mollusc farms near the shoreline. The ones they have already are a fair start, but suitable recognition of our dominance requires more.

>>27009495
Is this the car insurance salesmen general?

>>27008170
stop being a faggot