Why Am I Pink?

Kanya had been relaxing in the guest quarters she was sharing with her
father, sitting cross legged in her bunk, reading a fascinating article on
power couplings when she suddenly realized that her skin was no longer the
nice shade of brown it had been.
It was pink! Bright, shining pink!
"Why am I PINK?" she exclaimed in horror. "Father! Look! I am PINK!"
Her father came out of the very tiny restroom and looked her over carefully.
"And your hair is green," he said.
Kanya cried out in horror. "Why is my hair green?" she exclaimed,
horrified. "What did they do to me? I'll just bet it was that horrible man
we met in the bar! The one you insist that I see tonight!"
"Do not be ridiculous, Kanya," said Ravi sternly. "How could he have done
such a thing?"
"I don't know, but I'll bet he did!" she replied. "I want to get away from
this ship and these horrible men! We should be attempting to fix our own
ship so we can leave."
"We do not have the parts, Kanya," he replied as his clothing suddenly
changed from the traditional Indian garb he normally wore to a clown suit.
"And I do not think it is reparable. We will simply have to make the best
of it."
"It WAS him!" insisted Kanya. "And look what he's done to your clothes!"
Ravi noticed his change of clothing for the first time and actually grinned.
"I do look ridiculous," he laughed.
Seeing her father was not going to do anything about what had happened,
Kanya decided to pout until he did. She was dissappointed, though, because
he simply went back into the head and began admiring himself in the mirror.
OOC: I was just wondering, are there any other Americans in the game?
Kanya Rajan
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