King of the Nightlife
Illnott brings (Captain) to visit a night pool one evening, where she winds up being hit on by a playboy until the captain forcefully pulls her away. But Illnott takes advantage of the opportunity to secretly draw graffiti on the night pool and its visitors, which causes a huge commotion, just as she'd hoped.
(Captain) has been kidnapped.
As (Captain) was heading back to the bedroom, someone had suddenly reached out from behind, forcefully taking the captain outside.
But there is no need to worry—for the identity of the kidnapper is as clear as night from the pungent odor that tickles the captain's nose.
- What are you doing, Illnott?
Choose: What are you doing, Illnott?Illnott: Heh. Good night, little dude.
Illnott: Don't worry, I'm just taking us out on a little date.
Illnott: Am I playing too rough for you?
This is Illnott, a guerrilla artist who paints her work anonymously.(Captain) and Illnott had become conspirators after their fateful encounter on the streets one quiet night.
While walking through town one night, (Captain) happened to stumble across a bizarre scene of a woman leaning into a wall, inhaling rapturously.
Feeling uncomfortable, the captain had tried to get away unnoticed, but the woman quickly barred the way.
Illnott: Good night, little dude. Looking kinda pale there. Now why's that, when the sky is so dark and the moon so beautiful?
Illnott: See something you shouldn't have?
Illnott: Cool it, little dude. I'm just trying to commemorate our meeting, all right? You don't run across many people in the dead of night.
Illnott: Must've been some kinda fate that brought us together. So. You up for something crazy?
The woman introduced herself as Illnott before proceeding to draw on the wall in front of them.
(Captain) soon realized that Illnott was not a suspicious street lurker but an artist.
Upon Illnott's invitation, the captain had gone on to help complete her masterpiece for the night.
Illnott: Hey, that's a cute style. Got a real knack for this. You sure this is your first time? 'Cause you're a beast, little dude.
Illnott: Your tag's already pretty cool. But mix in the magic of the night, and it'll blow your whole damn mind.
Illnott: This is my style. I've got a thing for vampires and bats... Our badass overlords of the night.
Illnott: Shoot. Our stuff looks good together. That's one wild harmony we got going on.
Illnott: Hey, kid. Don't know about you, but I thought our meeting was worthwhile. Wouldn't mind doing this again.
Illnott: Just remember: nighttime is my time. You ever want to come out and play again, you come to me.
The two then parted ways, but not for long.
The captain soon put two and two together, realizing that Illnott was, in fact, the famous graffiti artist people call the "King of the Night."
The painting that Illnott and the captain had worked on together quickly became a hot topic in town.
The town was in an uproar as the people scrambled to find the King of the Night and (Captain).
After a day of being on the run, (Captain) managed to find Illnott again when night fell and pressed her for her objectives in drawing.
Illnott: What am I after? I just like drawing what I want where I want. What, that not a good enough answer for you?
Illnott: Then how about this? I want to mess people up with my graffiti. I want to toy with them, shock them, watch them lose their damn marbles.
Illnott: Now, let's talk business. When that sun comes up, you and I are conspirators. Only a matter of time before one of us gets caught.
Illnott: How I see it, only one way out of this. You let me on your airship, and under the cover of night, we make our getaway.
It was in this way that Illnott forced her way into (Captain)'s crew.
Continue 1Reminded of how the two of them had met, (Captain) gives a reluctant smile.
Illnott: What's with that half-assed smile? Look alive, kid. It's not every night you get to take a dip in a night pool.
It is then that (Captain) realizes Illnott has brought them to a pool, despite it being well into the evening.
Still caught in a tight hug, the captain looks back and catches a glimpse of Illnott in her swimsuit.
Illnott: Heh. Took you long enough to notice.
Illnott: So? How do I look in this swimsuit?
- You look cute.
- Get off me...
Choose: You look cute.Illnott: Cute, huh? I'd say you're looking a hundred times cuter, little dude. You're as red as a tomato.
Illnott: Still, hearing you say that is pretty phat.
Choose: Get off me...Illnott: Heh. What's the matter, little dude? You're getting pretty red there. What'll happen if I hug you tighter, hm?
Illnott: Oh my, that's quite the scowl. Fine, I suppose I'll let you go for now.
Continue 2Illnott finally releases (Captain) and takes out another swimsuit.
Illnott: Here, this one's yours. Hurry up and change so we can get this night party started.
Shaking off the question of how Illnott managed to get hold of the swimsuit, (Captain) obediently heads off to change.
Illnott: That's dope. It looks great on you, hehe.
Illnott: Yes, you've got quite the wild style. But... hm.
- You really think so?
- You look bored.
Choose: You really think so?Illnott: Look, I'm not sugarcoating it when I say you're pure eye candy.
Illnott: But, well...
Choose: You look bored.Illnott: You're sharper than you come across, huh? It looks a bit different on you than what I'd imagined.
Illnott: But it's not you. Heck no—I'd turn that look into graffiti any day.
Continue 3Illnott: It's the night pool... Here I was thinking it'd have more of an illegal vibe to it.
Illnott: But the pool's packed with good kids. What a waste of a beautiful night.
Seeing Illnott's disappointed face, (Captain) looks around the pool area.
Swimsuit Lady 1: Hey, doesn't that float over there look fun? Let's try it out! Wait, but that other one's cute too!
Swimsuit Lady 2: Just don't flip me over again, okay? You really scared me back there!
Playboy: Here, lemme give you ladies a hand! I'll keep you both afloat!
Swimsuit Ladies: We're good, thanks.
Illnott: Yeah, it seems more crowded here than a regular pool.
Illnott: But, hmm. Hmmmm.
Illnott: Oh!
Illnott: Well, we might as well try to enjoy ourselves! Whaddya say, little dude?
- That's quite the mischievous smile.
- Let's take a swim.
Choose: That's quite the mischievous smile.Illnott: I have absolutely no idea what you're talking about. Hehe.
Illnott: Come on, we're here already. Let's grab a float and hit the pool.
Choose: Let's take a swim.Illnott: Sounds good. Let's grab one of those floats we saw earlier.
Continue 4Illnott pulls (Captain) by the hand and, together, they lower themselves into the pool.
The graffiti artist grabs a nearby float and gets on it with the captain.
Illnott: Whoooa... Hm, balancing on this thing is harder than I thought. Little dude, move a bit more to the—
Illnott: Eeek!
The float flips over, sending the two into the water with a splash.
Illnott: Bwah... Sheesh, even my hair's all wet now.
- Did I just hear an "eeek"?
Choose: Did I just hear an "eeek"?Illnott: Forget you heard anything.
Illnott: Wipe that smirk off your face, kid. Quite the wolf in sheep's clothing, aren't you?
Illnott: Well I demand some compensation. Tell you what—you can be my float instead. C'mere, you!
Illnott pounces at the captain, and the both of them crash into the water again.
(Captain) comes up above the surface and splashes water at the mischievous artist.
Illnott: Heh... Ooh, you really did it this time.
The two of them laugh as they continue enjoying their time together at the night pool.
Once they have exhausted themselves in the water, the two move to the lounge chairs beside the pool.
Illnott: That was dope... Who knew you had that much energy, little dude?
Illnott: I'm usually pretty confident in my stamina, but even I'm feeling pooped from our swim.
Playboy: Hey, girl. How 'bout I bring you somethin' and the two of us can chill?
Illnott: Are you for real?
Illnott: Can't you see I'm busy? I've got someone dope with me and won't be needing your company, thank you very much.
Playboy: Aw, come on! Let me in on the fun too.
Playboy: Or more like, you're not gonna have much fun with a kid like that. Me though, I can show you a real good time.
Illnott: Hunh. Naughty little boy, aren't you?
Illnott: I'd say things are getting pretty illegal here.
Illnott: All right, why not? Think you could fetch a lady a drink?
Playboy: Of course! And after I get you your drink, you're gonna hang out all night with me, aren'tcha?
The stranger puts his arm around Illnott, pulling her close.
Illnott: Watch it.
Playboy: Chill ouuut. This is how people get to know each other.
(Captain) immediately grabs Illnott by the hand and pulls her away from the man.
Playboy: Huh?
Illnott: Oh my.
The captain's grasp is tight as the two walk quickly away, leaving the stranger at the poolside behind.
Illnott: Would you look at that? Our little dude's grown up to be a knight in shining armor.
Illnott: I hafta say—holding a girl's hand that tight makes you pretty illegal too.
- Was I being too pushy?
Choose: Was I being too pushy?Illnott: Hah... Not at all. I love that kinda stuff.
Illnott: Only when it's from you though.
At Illnott's sly grin, the captain's shoulders relax.
Her bright smile is a drastic change from the somewhat bored expression she wore earlier when they had first arrived at the pool.
But (Captain) senses that behind that smile lurks a kind of mischief.
Illnott: I'll have to thank you for saving my butt back there. Luckily, I've got the perfect thing prepared.
Illnott: We're in for an illegal night tonight! It's time for a party!
Illnott: Let's get bombing!
Illnott claps her hands together, and the pool area is filled with a chorus of delighted cries.
Swimsuit Lady 1: Whoa! Look at that wall over there! Wait, there's something on the floor too... and on the sides of the shop!
Swimsuit Lady 2: Wow, the pictures are glowing! Is this some sort of special show? It's beautiful!
Swimsuit Lady 1: Huh? Hey, I can see some kind of design on you.
Swimsuit Lady 2: It's on you too! Hehe, we match! Cuuute!
Playboy: What the! My whole body's glowing! What the heck is going on here?
Swimsuit Man: Wait a minute... Doesn't this graffiti look a lot like the King of the Night's? Does that mean he's here at the pool?
Playboy: Seriously? The King of the Night? I hear his stuff sells for millions of rupies... Is that how much I'm worth now?
Illnott: Ahahaha! Cool stuff, right? Now this is what I call a good time!
- When did you do all this?
- Why's everything glowing?
Choose: When did you do all this?Illnott: While we were having fun earlier, of course. Easy peasy. Turned out pretty sweet too.
Illnott: I prepared some luminous paint to go with the whole night pool vibe beforehand!
Illnott: Heh. I gotta say, I'm lovin' everyone's reactions here.
Choose: Why's everything glowing?Illnott: I used a special kinda paint. It's super dope.
Illnott: It reflects the teensiest bit of light, making it look like it's glowing. Pretty sweet, huh?
Continue 5Illnott: I might've gone slightly overboard with the guy earlier. I practically dunked him in paint.
Illnott: The stuff doesn't come off easy either. He's gonna have to put up with it for a few days—but that shouldn't be a problem since he was begging for attention anyway.
Illnott nods to herself, satisfied with her work. (Captain) thinks back to a few hours ago.
Illnott: Oh!
The captain realizes it was then that Illnott had come up with this idea for surprising everyone.
(Captain) sighs.
- Happy?
Choose: Happy?Illnott: Oh yes, extremely happy. Who wouldn't be after bombing an entire pool?
Illnott: Well, but the best thing that happened is definitely this.
Illnott gives (Captain)'s hand a squeeze and smiles.
Illnott: My King of the Knights. Heh-heh.
At Illnott's unwavering gaze, (Captain) blushes and turns away, feeling embarrassed.
Illnott: Heh. Well aren't you cute.
Illnott: All right, the night's still young. Whaddya say we get back to partying?
Tugging the captain by the hand, Illnott leads the way back to the water.
With the spunky graffiti artist as company, (Captain) goes back to enjoying an unforgettable night by the pool.
Naughty Nighttime Fun
Illnott begins taking (Captain) out to the night pool every evening. However, an increasing number of people have started scribbling their own juvenile graffiti in imitation of Illnott's work, much to the dissatisfaction of the other visitors. Seeing this, Illnott smiles impishly as though she has a plan.
One evening aboard the Grandcypher.
Illnott: Good night, little dude! Having trouble sleeping?
Illnott: Perfect. Why don't we go for a walk together?
The very next day.
Illnott: You free in the evening, little dude? Up for having a good time?
Illnott: Heh. Of course I'm talking about hitting the night pool. How about another swim?
And the day after that as well.
Illnott: Whoops, on a nocturnal cycle now, are we? Naughty, naughty.
Illnott: What's that? Whose fault do I think it is?
Illnott: I wouldn't have a clue. Not a single one. Heh-heh.
Ever since their first trip to the night pool, Illnott has been taking (Captain) out every evening.
Though (Captain) has grown accustomed to the inverted sleep schedule since, there is still one thing that the captain can't get used to.
Illnott: Little dude, your hand's getting hot. Actually, your face is burning too.
Lately, Illnott has developed a habit of taking the captain's hand whenever she has the chance.
Illnott: If we hold hands like this, we won't have any unwelcome mosquitoes buzzing around us.
Illnott: Or would you rather they come so you can show them who's the King of the Knights?
- Stop teasing me like that...
- I'll definitely protect you.
Choose: Stop teasing me like that...Illnott: You really are cute, you know? Clean and pure, like a blank canvas. Makes me wanna splatter my paint all over ya.
Choose: I'll definitely protect you.Illnott: That courage of yours is phat. You're a dependable one.
Continue 1Rude Visitor: Hyahaha!
Illnott: ...
Rude Visitor: We're leavin' our mark here too, just like the King of the Night! C'mon, slather that paint!
Illnott: Good grief. What a waste... of everything.
Illnott: Getting illegal can be fun, sure, but only in small doses. This is going too far.
After Illnott worked her magic that one night at the pool, the graffiti trend has been on the rise.
However, what has followed is far closer to vandalism than art.
Swimsuit Man: Augh... I know they idolize the King of the Night and his work, but this is just plain awful.
Swimsuit Lady 1: Now it's all a mess... Really ruins the mood.
Illnott: These shabby toys got guts to pollute my graffiti like that.
Illnott: You can't seriously call this respect.
Illnott: It's evident that they're just using graffiti as an excuse to make a fuss.
Illnott: If you can even call those scribbles "graffiti."
Illnott: Hmm.
Illnott: Oh!
Seeing the impish smile on Illnott's face, (Captain) begins to feel uneasy.
- Just what are you planning?
Choose: Just what are you planning?Illnott: Heh. Isn't that obvious?
Illnott: Something naughty.
Naughty Nighttime Fun: Scene 2
The following evening, (Captain) visits the night pool to find the staff attempting to clean up the influx of scribbles, joined by Illnott herself in disguise. Illnott ends up erasing every bit of graffiti including her own, causing a crushed staff member to fall to his knees as she makes a run for it.
The following night.
Strangely enough, (Captain) does not receive an invitation to an evening outing from Illnott.
The captain peeks into the storage room that Illnott has made her own ever since she joined the crew, but the artist is nowhere to be found.
Curious about her whereabouts, (Captain) decides to visit the place Illnott is most likely to be—the night pool.
Rude Visitor: Booooo!
Playboy: Booing's not gonna do ya any good, fella. You can't just make a mess here.
Pool Staff: I'm afraid we'll have to erase everything that's not the King of the Night's own graffiti.
The playboy that had gotten himself covered in luminous paint is talking with a visitor caught scrawling all over the pool area.
(Captain) realizes that the easygoing man is, in fact, a member of the pool staff.
Pool Staff: Oh, it's you! We met a couple of nights ago, didn't we? Is your friend not with you tonight?
Pool Staff: Hm? Oh, this paint on my body? Pretty cool, right? Got inked by the King of the Night himself! Now I'm worth millions... probably.
Pool Staff: I tried washing it off, but nothing works. I don't mind it though—looks pretty sick. Besides, gets people's attention, ya know?
(Captain) cracks a hesitant smile. Just then, someone calls out from behind the pool employee.
Cleaner?: 'Scuse me. Mind if I clean this up?
A few people holding cleaning equipment have arrived to handle the mess.
Pool Staff: Oh yeah, please. We'd like all the scrawls erased.
Rude Visitor: Booooo!
Pool Staff: Give it up, okay? We're cleaning this up, period! Now scram!
Cleaner?: Heh.
At the sound of the employee's chuckle, (Captain) comes to a realization.
Although her face is covered, the employee standing in front of the captain is, no doubt, Illnott herself.
It appears the artist has disguised herself as a cleaner and hidden herself among the pool staff—for a reason not yet known to the captain.
- Say something to her
- Keep quiet for now
Choose: Say something to herIllnott: (Shhh.)
(Captain)'s mouth opens, but Illnott signals for the captain to be quiet before any words can be uttered.
Choose: Keep quiet for nowIllnott: I'll start cleaning then. From top to bottom.
Continue 1Illnott begins scrubbing at the floor.
She erases everything, including her own work.
Pool Staff: Whoa, whoa! Wait a sec! What do you think you're doin'?
Illnott: I'm erasing the scribbles.
Pool Staff: Yeah, but... you're erasing everything! Including the King of the Night's work!
Pool Staff: Do you even know how much his stuff is worth? It garnered a lot of visitors too!
Illnott: Yeah, but the stuff still counts as scribbles.
Pool Staff: What! Are you seriously calling them "scribbles"? It's graffiti—
Pool Staff: Hang on! Aren't you that lady from before?
Illnott: There, buffing's all done. Squeaky clean.
Pool Staff: Aaaagh! Is this payback for hitting on you the other day? Give me a break!
Illnott: Peace out.
The staff member falls to his knees in disbelief. Illnott takes this chance to make a bolt for it, leaving the pool behind.
Pool Staff: Hey, wait! Help! Somebody catch that ladyyy!
Unsure of what to do, (Captain) hesitates for a split second before running after Illnott.
Naughty Nighttime Fun: Scene 3
(Captain) catches up with Illnott, and they return to the night pool to find it abuzz with activity. It turns out Illnott had used the unskilled graffiti to create brand-new works of art, which glow like luminous paint when wet. Satisfied with her work, Illnott joins (Captain) in enjoying their remaining time at the night pool.
(Captain) chases after Illnott, but the artist is quicker than expected and disappears out of sight.
(Captain) comes to a stop, looking left and right. Suddenly, someone grabs (Captain) from behind and pulls the captain in for a hug.
Illnott: Sniff... Wheeew...
Illnott: I could get used to this dope smell coming from you... It's so relaxing.
Illnott: Heh. Chasing a girl around like that—naughty kid, aren't you?
Illnott: Oh, little dude. You should know me well enough.
Illnott: I've got quite the wicked personality.
When (Captain) nods, Illnott squeezes the captain even tighter.
Illnott: You are unbelievably honest, you know that? That deserves an extra squeeze.
Illnott: You knew I wasn't just erasing the graffiti back there, didn't you? Smart kid.
Illnott: Well, the fruit of my labor should be obvious by now. Let's go take a peek, shall we?
Illnott: It's our date for the night, little dude.
With (Captain) still wrapped in her arms, Illnott nudges them back toward the pool.
The captain and Illnott sneak back to the pool area to find it abuzz with new activity.
Swimsuit Lady 1: Um, excuse me. I think there's still some scribbles over there.
Swimsuit Man: Wait... Look closely. The walls and the floor...
Swimsuit Lady 1: Ohh! Wow! This is the King of the Night's graffiti, isn't it?
Pool Staff: King of the Night? Oh yeah... This is his signature! Or, wait, what d'you call it again? His "tag"!
Rude Visitor: Daaamn... He erased our scrawls and painted his tag in white over the black canvas.
Swimsuit Man: Nah, he used the scribbles and created a brand-new piece of art with them! This is amazing!
It seems Illnott had been drawing while pretending to clean the scribbles earlier.
Still trapped in Illnott's arms, the captain turns slightly to look at the genius artist.
Illnott: Heh-heh.
- Bet there's more up your sleeve.
Choose: Bet there's more up your sleeve.Illnott: Ahh, you really do know me too well, little dude.
Illnott: Keep watching and you'll find out soon enough.
Just then, some water splashes onto a part of Illnott's work.
The wet part of the drawing begins to glow like the luminous paint Illnott used before.
Swimsuit Man: Wh-wha! The tag glows when it gets wet? How the heck does that work?
Swimsuit Lady 1: Ahaha, I love it! Come on, let's splash more water on it!
Rude Visitor: Haha... Well, dang it. Guess my graffiti doesn't stand a chance against the King of the Night's after all.
Rude Visitor: I wouldn't be able to bring myself to draw all over this even if I wanted to.
Pool Staff: Could it be that... the lady who was cleaning the graffiti is...
Pool Staff: Nah... There's no way.
Illnott: Ahahaha! Check out their faces!
Illnott: Did you see how wide their eyes got, little dude? Ahh, I just can't get enough of it!
- That was an elaborate prank.
Choose: That was an elaborate prank.Illnott: Heh, you bet it was. When you commit to doing something bad, you gotta go all out.
Illnott: Whew, I feel a lot better. Can't get any more satisfied than this.
- Then let me go already...
- I could've been your accomplice.
Choose: Then let me go already...Illnott: No way, this feels too good to give up. This is my kind of wild style.
Illnott: I could stay like this till morning... but since we're here already, I suppose we might as well go for a dip in the pool.
Choose: I could've been your accomplice.Illnott: Whoops, I didn't think of that. I'm sure you would've made things that much more fun.
Illnott: After all, you and I are already established conspirators. I shoulda gotten you to help me this time too.
Illnott: As an apology for leaving you out, how about I let you hug me instead?
Illnott: No? Heh... Chill out, I'm joking.
Illnott: Anyway, let's not put this beautiful night to waste. Wanna go for another swim, little dude?
Continue 1With the captain still in her grasp, Illnott gleefully moves toward the pool.
They settle into the water a slight ways away from the ongoing mayhem and enjoy the rest of the night to their hearts' content.