VALENTINE'S DAY

[sculpted]

[[DO YOU KNOW WHAT DAY IT IS, ROUTE 29? IT'S GODDAMN VALENTINE'S DAY, THAT'S WHAT IT IS

and what could possibly be more fitting for the most beautiful day of the year than Major Alex Louis fucking Armstrong and his set of absolutely perfectly sculpted muscles?

But you could get that any day of the year! So what's special about today? Why, he's got two friends with him! And he's dazzling so hard that....well, his very words appear to be sparkling!]]

Truly, this is the most beautiful day of the year, friends!

[[Already crying deeply, here's Armstrong himself! But who is with him?

It's Hughes! He glances down at the outfit he's wearing, and then back up at Armstrong.]]

Well, this is certainly interesting!

[[Have a joking flex at the camera. He's laughing too hard to take himself seriously. But at least someone is having fun.]]

I can see why you enjoy this so much, Major! [[Not really. But in the spirit of all things happy, today he can.]] Ah, you know! If I'd dressed like this back home, we might have more than just little Elicia! But Elicia is all I really need in my life.

[[Whipping out a picture. Where does he keep those things? Nobody really knows.]]

JUST LOOK AT THIS ADORABLE LITTLE GIRL...!!

[[However, there's one more to add to the party....]]

Come on, knock it off, Armstrong!

[[It's Isaac!! That said, he's laughing. The happy feelings are infectious, after all!]]

[[SO NOW YOU'VE MET THE CAST. The worst best part? They're all dressed in costumes like THIS!

Where did they get them? Why did they get them? Who really cares? The point is, you're about to faced down by three very manly men (...well, two manly men + Hughes) wearing nothing but tight black pants and a bowtie collar, ready to educate you in the fine art of artistic shirtless flexing.]]


I am simply overwhelmed with the beauty and majesty of you, my friends!

Together, we will display our artisticly trained muscles to the world!

[[YOUR BODIES

THEY

ARE

NOT

READY]]



[[OOC: BASICALLY, COMMENT IN THIS POST AND HAVE THREE FMA-STYLE CHIPPENDALES DANCING AT/WITH YOU AND POTENTIALLY ASSAULTING YOU WITH SPARKLES AND PICTURES OF ADORABLE 3 YEAR OLDS. YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT, LBR.

FEEL FREE TO USE THIS AS A MINGLE POST TOO! EVERYONE IS WELCOME TO COME ANND TALK ABOUT HOW TERRIFYING BEAUTIFUL A SIGHT THIS IS!]]

Comments

[bibliomaniac]

Yeah, I'll finally have my chance to thank him! It was too late last before, but I definitely will this time.

[glaciates]

What do you mean?

[Yeah, no one's informed Isaac that Hughes died.]

[bibliomaniac]

Mr. Hughes... died. He was killed; murdered for learning too much. [ Sad times now. Not even the ~magic and love~ in the air can help. ]

[glaciates]

What? Really? Who killed him? Was it Bradley?

[Because everything is Bradley's fault.]

[bibliomaniac]

No, it wasn't the former Fuhrer, I actually... don't know.

[glaciates]

...Former? What happened? Did someone finally take him out?

[Hughes, you're a bro and all that, but Bradley is our sworn enemy and clearly he's more important right now. Sorry!]

[bibliomaniac]

That's right, and while I don't know all the details as to why... Brigadier-General Mustang was the who bring down Fuhrer Bradley.

[glaciates]

Brigadier--? No way. Mustang? He was supporting Bradley last time I saw him!

[bibliomaniac]

Well, from what I've heard, Brigadier-General Mustang was secretly planning to overthrow the Fuhrer for quite some time.

[glaciates]

What?

[Wait, so Mustang was... using his power within the military in order to stop the Fuhrer?]

[...That's an option he hadn't considered, actually! It would give off the appearance of supporting the military while secretly working against it...]

That's... I hadn't realized. Obviously.

[bibliomaniac]

I didn't think so at first, but Brigadier-General Mustang is actually pretty smart. [ And loyal to his friends. ]

[glaciates]

[Way to insult Mustang, Sheska! Isaac might approve.]

Well, he didn't figure things out quick enough. Sorry to hear about Hughes.

[But Hughes isn't dead where he's from...? So did this happen in the future or something...?]

[He'll worry about that later!]

[bibliomaniac]

[ Well she hated Mustang for quite awhile but her opinion on him has improved. Somewhat. ]

Ah, thanks. But Mister Hughes is here, and that's what matters! [ HE'S ALIVE NOW SO WHO CARES THAT HE DIED. ]

[glaciates]

[SHESKA THAT'S TERRIBLE AND YOU SHOULD FEEL TERRIBLE]

Yeah! For whatever reason, I guess death doesn't stick here. Otherwise I wouldn't be here either!

[...Just ignore the fact that he's still 8Ding frantically over here.]

[bibliomaniac]

[ NAH, TOO MUCH HAPPINESS TO FEEL TERRIBLE ]

Well, it's good that it doesn't! Or else this conversation couldn't be happening. [ And you know, you would still be dead in a gutter or something like that. ]

[glaciates]

[OH COME ON HE WAS NOT DEAD IN A GUTTER-- Bradley if you left him in a gutter he will end you.]

Yeah, I'm not all that interested in being dead.

[bibliomaniac]

[ Well there are worst places to die than in a gutter, like the sewers! not that there's much difference ]

I imagine that dying isn't a good experience, although I came pretty close to once.