X is sitting in an alleyway in Splatsville, looking intimidating. He’s an inkling, and his tentacles (currently purple) are tied in the traditional ponytail hair style. He’s wearing an earring with spikes on it, a green jacket covered in pockets, and black boots.

There’s a news broadcast from Deep Cut playing over a nearby speaker. ‘This just in- Octolings have been going missing on the east side of town…’

“What brings you to this street corner?” X says. He sounds friendly, but is already scanning you up and down.