It was a typical Tuesday morning when the unthinkable happened. The ink factory's automated ink-dispensing system went haywire, spewing forth a torrent of vibrant, rainbow-colored ink that rained down upon the city like a colorful apocalypse.
The streets were slick with ink, making every surface a hazard. Pedestrians slipped and slid, their feet flying out from under them like they were on a never-ending, ink-soaked banana peel.
A local artist, known for his avant-garde "Ink-splatter" style, saw an opportunity. He grabbed his trusty old can of clear coat and began to add a finishing touch to the already-ink-covered streets.