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[megadidit]

Rock walked into the Nexus, 'Caution: Mother Theresa Was A Better Liar Than This Guy.' still stamped on his forehead in blue ink. He had the ink on his hands too, were he had tried to rub it off his knees, which was why he was wearing jeans today.

"How do you get ink off of things? 'Cuz this stuff's not coming off!"

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[sane_minority]

It better come off! Or you owe me a new coat.

[megadidit]

"You started it!"

[sane_minority]

Nu-uh!

[megadidit]

"Uh-huh! You attacked me!"

[pogo_boy]

Quint looks older than he usually does. Rock's not the only one having an LOL run-in.

"Well, it depends on what the ink's on. Soap and water ought to get if off you, but I think you'll need glycerine to get if off your clothes."

[megadidit]

"I already tried soap and water on both me, the walls, and floor. It didn't work, just smeared it a bit." He didn't recognize Quint but felt like he should.

[pogo_boy]

"Wierd..." Quint frowns a bit. "Did the ink come from somewhere in the Nexus?"

[megadidit]

"Yeah, a talking stamp." He stopped a moment. "LOL ink?"

[frypanofdoom]

Roll just sighs. "What did you do, and what did you get it on?" A damp washcloth is pulled out of her apron pocket and she tries to clean the ink off of Rock.

Perched on her sholder with his tail wrapped around Roll's neck for balance, Capri chirps a greeting.

[megadidit]

"Rooolllll, stop. I've already tried to get it off. And I..kinda got it on the walls and floor." He's a little busy fighting off Roll's washcloth to take notice of Capri just yet.

[frypanofdoom]

Roll does stop, with a very puzzled look as she notices the ink just spreads. She blinks at the stained washcloth. "Nani??"

[megadidit]

"See, it gets everywhere. And I know I didn't start out with as much ink as the mess is made with. At lest it's not dripping anymore."

[feathers_in_wax]

Elec tries not to laugh at the message on Rock's head. Really he does.

He fails miserably.

[megadidit]

Rock pouted and fake glared at him. It didn't last long though, and he happily glomped him.

[feathers_in_wax]

Elec snuggles, heedless of any ink rubbing off on him. "What happened?"

[megadidit]

Which is what Elec gets for laughing anyway. Besides, Rock had missed him. "Talking stamp asked about people needing warning labels. I shouldn't have answered."

[hikari_netto]

*has tied his headband on so that it's hiding his label. Even though he thinks it's kinda cool, he found out that it's misspelled and it's still glowy red ink* I have no idea. I can't get it off, either. If you find out, you'll tell me, right?

[megadidit]

He had the gloves Roll gave him and a few more splotches of ink on his shirt now. "I think it's LOL ink but if anything works, I'll tell ya."

[hikari_netto]

Thanks. So, how've you been, Rock?

[megadidit]

"Besides getting tackled twice and covered in ink, I'm good! You?"