(RK, humming happily to herself after just getting back from the store after a nice nap, gets online to check her email and check her and Mars’ website to see if Mars had posted anything.)
(On their site the first image she is greeted with is a close-up of her face covered in marker in various designs and doodles, and across her forehead reads “baka”)
RK: “AGH!! What the heck?”
(RK goes and looks in the mirror)
RK: “AAAGGGHHHH!!! Freaking A!!! I’m gonna kill her!”
(An IM pops up on the computer screen from Mars)
(Typing)
Mars: [[j0, RK, like your make-over?]]
(RK, typing back in furious response)
RK: [[You JERK! Just wait till I kick your ass in UT2003!]]
Mars: [[RK, you got JACK in that game compared to me!]]
RK: [[No, seriously, I’m gonna kill you good! All your little pieces ain’t never comin’ back! I gotz m@d tourney skillz!]]
Mars: [[That why I always frag you?]]
RK: [[Oh, u r SO ded! Let’s go! Right here, Right NOW!]]
Mars: [[Um, the comp I’m on don’t gotz da game, dude.]]
RK: [[Wot!? Where are you? I’ll come there and kick your butt in real-time!]]
Mars: [[Like heck I’m gonna tell you where I am! And btw, that ain’t magic marker, I used da real permanent ones. Good luck getting it off!
RK: [[Oh, you JERK! Just wait till you come home…]]
Mars: [[And I thot it’d be safer for my general well-being if I rented a hotel room for a couple few days. Y’know, at least until the “baka” fades…]]
Mars: [[Well, I gotta go. Stuff to do, people to see. Oh, and I left some lava soap and a scrub brush by the sink for you. Thot you might need them. Lata!]]
RK: [[Grr… Curse you…]]
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