Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190202043812/@comment-26184681-20190204002305

The milk carton is still with the android. The milk carton shakes the android's hand.

Jack, this time with a second outfit, the other one drying.

"That suit's ruined. Guess what was in that bomb? ORANGE INK. Now it's useless, unless I want to go as an orange for halloween. Now..." Jack says, pulling out a regisword.

"Time to hunt down whoever fucking did that."