Ink was splattered across Blackbelly Skatepark, a splash of vibrant orange and dark blue. A young inkling boy named Hunter was perched on top of the middle cylinder, extremely focused on sniping a dark blue inkling who was determined to leave her spawn.
"You shouldn't spawn camp, y'know. People will get mad at you." A voice said from beside him, startling the sniper and almost making him drop his splatterscope. Hunter turned around to find one of his teammates, an older inkling girl crouching next to him. She had a carbon roller resting over her right shoulder. The young inkling couldn't see her face, as the shadow of her jungle hat blocked it.
"S-sorry!" Was all Hunter could stutter.
"Don't worry, just watch your back, Kid. You'll get splatted if you don't." The roller disappeared into the orange ink, not even leaving a ripple. Suddenly a glob of blue ink hit Hunter square in the face. He floated slowly back to spawn, and the match ended. His team had won but he felt guilty about the victory because he was being unfair by spawn camping. He changed back to his natural dark blue color and gathered his backpack.
"Hey Bro! Can you believe we finally won?!" Serena, Hunter's younger sister squealed as she ran up to him.
"Uh, yeah. It's all thanks to that roller and inkbrusher though." Hunter sighed.
"Yeah! They were amazing! They're at least a few years older than us, so they must be really experienced!" Serena said, enthusiastically.
"Yeah, let's head home. Mom and Dad'll be wondering why we're late for dinner." Hunter said, dragging his weapon as they walked home.