Angy

*Slowly closes the door*

Seven: *Angy octoling noises*

*Slowly walking away*

*She busts the door open*
Seven: Where are my Snacks
Crusader: I don't know

*The suit starts glitching, with some screaming coming from me, with no other option left, I start running.*
[Cam's current objective: R̫̱̮̦̜͌̋̆̓̍U͖̙̟̮͇̦̖̹̣̠͚̙̫̗͎̳̦̯̳̍̉́́̉̂͋̒͑̿̈́̌͌̓̀̆͐͆̌Ņ̧̘̺̫͎̳̦̪̰̹̣̟̗̯̱͎͓̬̒͑̉̐̽͛̒̒͊͋́́́͋̾̍͆́̀̚͘̚͜͜͟͜͟͝͡!̡̻͙̪̻͖̝̯̠̖͓͕͉̫̙͚̭̹̫͇̠̖̫͕̄̀̂̓͐̀̅̀͗͛̀̎̾̀̓̊͋̿͋͆́͆̕͡͡͝ͅͅ]
Currently playing: https://youtu.be/hKPk8Rcl43c

Crusader: Hey Cam, you okay

*Nothing but broken audio came from a transceiver, showing that the suit was breaking from the glitches*

Crusader: I have to get rid of that suit

*Its not the suits issue, the suits code was made by someone with a massive phobia of an inkling, A very specific inkling, And seven must've made the suit think it was that Inking and started glitching*

Seven: Where's my snacks
Crusader: Wait a minute

*The suit slowly stops glitching, but it still is, another scream is heard a ways down, attracting Seven*

Crusader: CAM, WAIT

*The music quiets down and the static slowly stops completely*
Now playing Horizon: https://youtu.be/cuN82OBSD9s

Crusader: She isn't the inkling that your afraid of, she isn't even an inkling

*No response from inside the Quarantine zone*

*Crusader knocks on the suit*
Crusader: Hey are you listening to me

[I am in the suit, so I am technically still in the Quarantine zone]

(Oh hehe)
Crusader: oh never mind

Seven: Hmm
Crusader: I have to convince the suit that she's an octoling not an inkling

*A third scream is only heard by Seven, attracting her to the source*

*She walks towards the suit*

*The suit starts glitching more, So I resume running, this time faster*

Crusader: *Runs to Cam*

*Currently running away from Seven*

Crusader: Hey Cam please try to convince your suit that She's not an inkling

*No longer in hearing range*

*Crusader runs faster and tackles Cam*

*Manages to squirm free and runs into a quarantine zone*

Victor: uh...

Seven: *Angy*

Victor: nope, nope

Seven: Where is my Rice bowl

Victor: *distant* nowhere!

Seven: Huh

Victor: oh, snap, oh, snap

Seven: Ugh fine, I'll order some

Victor: ok!

*Seven orders some rice*

Victor: ...

(Run. Now. She will hunt you down)

Victor: *out the door in a second*

Victor: *peeks out the window* can I have some?

Some what?

Victor: rice

I don't have rice

Victor: f

I do have vodka however.

Victor: oh, no

Okay, more for me I guess.