@ProfessorSticks @AspenTR33 @Asriel Hydreigon-murr
"WATCH OUT TYLER!" A voice called out.
Tyler turned, only to see Pink Ink being shot at him. He wasn't fast enough to dodge the ink, causing his face to be inked, the full force knocking him to the ground. "Owww." He frowned.
"Heheh! Got ya!" Kylie smiled, running over, a Splatterscope in hand. She ran over, only to see Tyler on the floor. "Oh, Sorry bout that." She apologized. Then helping the fellow inkling up.
"Ugh, what do you want Kylie?" He asked.
"I want you to join me in the best game in Inkopolis! Ink Wars!" She said, putting on a military hat.
"Ugh, what did you even shoot me with anyways?" He frowned, trying to remove the strange pink goop from his face.
"It's juice." Kylie smiled.
"Juice? Then why is it soo sticky?" He frowned, it sticking to his hand as he tried to pull it off.
"Well, that's because their my juices." She pointed out.
"WHAT, no way, some of it got in my mouth! How could you do this!?! Ugh, its gonna take hours to try and wash this off, and, and!" He continued.
"It was just a joke Tyler! It's only Ink!" She bursted out laughing.
"You don't understand! This is completely disgusting." He frowned, doing his best to remove all the ink from his face.
"Just swim in your own ink to wash it off Tyler. BTW, let's go gear shopping and get you a new weapon!" She added.
"No Way!" He groaned.
"Why Not?" She asked.
"Cause your a jerk, and this is gross!" He frowned.
"Huh, well in that case, it's totally my Discharge." She slyly added.
"WHAT!"
(Sorry for all the dirty terms and refrences, but I couldn't help myself.)
Tyson sighed. He took a sip of Inka Cola Soda, outside of a store window, a tv set sitting on the shelfs. A TV commercial playing. A News flash, staring at Ariwana Mall, an Ink War going on. He let out a small sigh. "I don't get it. Why do people enjoy this sport? I mean, your being splatted with whatever their splatting each other with, well, whatever that stuff is." He frowned, taking another sip of his soda."WATCH OUT TYLER!" A voice called out.
Tyler turned, only to see Pink Ink being shot at him. He wasn't fast enough to dodge the ink, causing his face to be inked, the full force knocking him to the ground. "Owww." He frowned.
"Heheh! Got ya!" Kylie smiled, running over, a Splatterscope in hand. She ran over, only to see Tyler on the floor. "Oh, Sorry bout that." She apologized. Then helping the fellow inkling up.
"Ugh, what do you want Kylie?" He asked.
"I want you to join me in the best game in Inkopolis! Ink Wars!" She said, putting on a military hat.
"Ugh, what did you even shoot me with anyways?" He frowned, trying to remove the strange pink goop from his face.
"It's juice." Kylie smiled.
"Juice? Then why is it soo sticky?" He frowned, it sticking to his hand as he tried to pull it off.
"Well, that's because their my juices." She pointed out.
"WHAT, no way, some of it got in my mouth! How could you do this!?! Ugh, its gonna take hours to try and wash this off, and, and!" He continued.
"It was just a joke Tyler! It's only Ink!" She bursted out laughing.
"You don't understand! This is completely disgusting." He frowned, doing his best to remove all the ink from his face.
"Just swim in your own ink to wash it off Tyler. BTW, let's go gear shopping and get you a new weapon!" She added.
"No Way!" He groaned.
"Why Not?" She asked.
"Cause your a jerk, and this is gross!" He frowned.
"Huh, well in that case, it's totally my Discharge." She slyly added.
"WHAT!"
(Sorry for all the dirty terms and refrences, but I couldn't help myself.)