I've made it back to Gurochan with content. Here are a few Shorts I wrote as exercises.
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(Additional Tag(s): Necksnap)
Smashed Out

It was the final match for the Tourney and down to the last stocks. An inkling, wearing a Zero suit from a friend was in bad shape. She was out of ink, and every attempt to refill got her hit for her troubles. The last one, with a mighty tree itself, had left her gasping. Even worse, she had lost track of the villager she was fighting. She attempted to go for ink again, only for a strong arm to grip her neck. If she were in her right mind, the squid form would have been an easy out, but a few pulls on her neck in quick succession snapped the idea away before she could use it. Then she pulled harder. The inkling lost control of herself with a crack and was gently lowered to the ground. Her empty splattershot slipped from her hands.

The villager looked over the now dead inkling with the smallest smirk as she removed the inkling's other personal effect, a bandana that hid her face, or more accurately, her fear. Small beads of sweat covered the inklings face as the villager Pocketed the body. After all, Master Hand could get a new one for her, and Villager's house was looking rather sparse.