MISSION 003 [NORTHERN ROUTE 34 - ACTION/VIDEO/TEXT]
[[Should you be on the outskirts of Goldenrod City today, you may come across a shirtless Major Armstrong and his Riolu, who are standing just off the path leading to the Daycare. They appear to be having some sort of argument; well, Armstrong is doing the angry talking and the Riolu is looking indignant and sulky.
Armstrong is a fighter by heart, and when he realised Riolu's talents for fighting, he immediately set out to teach the little Pokemon all he knew about hand to hand combat. He took to it well, quickly learning a number of techniques ranging from simple to complex.
There is one thing, however, that has Armstrong concerned.]]
Berli, that Rattata had had more than enough. You shouldn't have continued to attack it!
[[The Riolu scowls, angrily kicking at the dirt, refusing to look his trainer in the eye. Armstrong sighs, and kneels down so that he can talk to the Pokemon a bit more intimately, without looking so intimidating.]]
To be a truly noble fighter, Berli, you need to learn to recognize when to show mercy. Your opponent was posing no danger to you or any of your friends, and was trying to escape; attacking it was a cowardly thing to do.
[[He pauses, then, a sad look coming over his face as he appears lost in some distant memory. It passes quickly, however, and he's soon back to looking serious but sympathetic.]]
Next time I tell you to stop, you must stop. Before long, you'll be able to see it yourself. There is no satisfaction to be gained from a fight where the tables are hopelessly turned in your favour.
[[Berli rolls his eyes, but nods, continuing to sheepishly kick the dirt, which is quickly followed by indignant flailing as his trainer rubs his head.]]
I'll make a warrior worthy of the Armstrong name out of you yet!
[[...now to deal with his poor Graveler, who is lying, smoking, on the side of the road with a pleased but exhausted expression on his face. Armstrong's frown deepens.]]
...how about you take a break from doing that to yourself, Ben...
[[GUESS WHO JUST LEARNED SELF-DESTRUCT....]]
I was wondering if anyone had information about an ailment that appears to be affecting one of my pokemon. I've attached a picture:

According to the Pokegear, he should be a blue colour. Is there anything wrong with him? I'd like to know so I can get him treatment immediately, should he be ill!
Hughes, I have made it to Goldenrod City! What are your whereabouts?
Armstrong is a fighter by heart, and when he realised Riolu's talents for fighting, he immediately set out to teach the little Pokemon all he knew about hand to hand combat. He took to it well, quickly learning a number of techniques ranging from simple to complex.
There is one thing, however, that has Armstrong concerned.]]
Berli, that Rattata had had more than enough. You shouldn't have continued to attack it!
[[The Riolu scowls, angrily kicking at the dirt, refusing to look his trainer in the eye. Armstrong sighs, and kneels down so that he can talk to the Pokemon a bit more intimately, without looking so intimidating.]]
To be a truly noble fighter, Berli, you need to learn to recognize when to show mercy. Your opponent was posing no danger to you or any of your friends, and was trying to escape; attacking it was a cowardly thing to do.
[[He pauses, then, a sad look coming over his face as he appears lost in some distant memory. It passes quickly, however, and he's soon back to looking serious but sympathetic.]]
Next time I tell you to stop, you must stop. Before long, you'll be able to see it yourself. There is no satisfaction to be gained from a fight where the tables are hopelessly turned in your favour.
[[Berli rolls his eyes, but nods, continuing to sheepishly kick the dirt, which is quickly followed by indignant flailing as his trainer rubs his head.]]
I'll make a warrior worthy of the Armstrong name out of you yet!
[[...now to deal with his poor Graveler, who is lying, smoking, on the side of the road with a pleased but exhausted expression on his face. Armstrong's frown deepens.]]
...how about you take a break from doing that to yourself, Ben...
[[GUESS WHO JUST LEARNED SELF-DESTRUCT....]]
I was wondering if anyone had information about an ailment that appears to be affecting one of my pokemon. I've attached a picture:

According to the Pokegear, he should be a blue colour. Is there anything wrong with him? I'd like to know so I can get him treatment immediately, should he be ill!
Hughes, I have made it to Goldenrod City! What are your whereabouts?
action; waaaait... Mei needs to learn how to read...
Just... in time... to hear the end of Armstrong's lecture. ]
Ah, Major... Out training, today?
[ This reminds him, he'd gotten something earlier on his 'Gear... Glancing down, and... reading... the text that you sent him a while ago. He'd been a bit preoccupied worrying over that explosion.
Nevertheless, he holds up the text message with a smile. ]
Right here, actually.
action; mei is adorable
[[....!]]
Hughes! How good to see you!
[[RUNNING FORWARD
FOR A HUG
NOW IS YOUR CHANCE TO RUN]]1/?
no subject
no subject
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no subject
done /o/
;w; 1/2
Let me embrace you, Lt Colonel!!
[[AND HE WILL BE AGILELY RUNNING UP BESIDE YOU...!!]]
2/2
You can relax, Hughes, I'm not going to chase you! It's good to see you again, my friend.
did your inbox feel violated by all those Hughesfaces?
It's good to see you again, as well, Major! I would have stayed longer in Violet, but I had, ah... some things I needed to take care of!
yes...in the most beautiful way
[[While we're both....sober....]]
How has Goldenrod City been treating you?
the best form of violation...
Quite well! But ah, I should be asking you that, Major. I've been staying here for a while already.
ooh mr hughes ooh
[[If a little...overly enthusiastic...]]
How are yours going?
fuck yeah, man
Doing well! I seem to have been given a lot of eggs lately, so most of my current team is made up of newly hatched Pokemon.
Elsie, here, is doing a great job of protecting them.
[ Yes. Yes she is. She's looking very proud of herself right now. ]
hughes you are the greatest bro
[[....oh ffs let him dazzle at you you are such a DAD]]
How that suits you, Hughes! Most of my team was also hatched from eggs!
(frozen comment) only because it is so easy to be a bro to armstrong
It's quite marvelous, isn't it, getting to watch baby Pokemon hatch?
(frozen comment) COME TO HIS BOSOM HUGHES SOB + IT HELPS IF YOU HIT 'SUBMIT' TYPHIE
[[Understatement of the year sob]]
Perhaps we should train together some time!!
[[....
FLEX]]
(frozen comment) NO WAY. YOUR BOSOM WILL SMOTHER HIM + HITTING 'SUBMIT' IS SO OVERRATED... except pls do hit it...
[ Do you have to flex like that during a conversation...? ]
I'd be honored to train with you!
(frozen comment) ;A; SUBMIT YOURSELF TO HIS BOSOM???
[[You've actually got him a little embarrassed! Hughes, what are you?]]
I've always loved children.
[[....can he just
sit down for a moment
emotions are running high here]]
Today....today is a wonderful day. Truly, truly wonderful.
BUT HE'S NOT READY TO DIE YET....
Why not settle down, and have some of your own, hmm, Major?
BUT IT WILL BE A BEAUTIFUL DEATH!!
Ah, one day, Hughes! I have to carry on the Armstrong line, after all!
[[He grows solemn, them, as if in thought, before perking back up!]]
But I can't quite afford to turn my focus away from the military just yet.
.... BUT DYING THO...
Isaac and Roy said the same thing. You State Alchemists and your duty to the military...
[ He understands, he really does. But, WIFE, THO... ]
Wouldn't you rather be married to a beautiful woman than to a bunch of old men, though?
[ He's joking with you, don't worry. Also, lets not repeat this conversation to anyone else, kay? This is kind of... not the kind of thing a soldier of the military should really be saying. ]
WELL YOU'VE DONE IT ONCE......;A;
I live my life surrounded by beautiful people, Hughes; sometimes, that's more than enough for me. But one day!
...if I get married here, you could be my best man!
[[....more
more tears]]
o-ouch... ;A;
Really, Major? That's an honor I'm not sure I deserve!
MAN THAT REALLY CASTS A SAD SHADOW OVER THIS WHOLE THREAD ;A;
DAMMIT ARMSTRONG... D8 STOP MAKING THINGS DEPRESSING...
HE'S SORRY HE JUST REALLY CARES ABOUT YOU OK ;A;
BRO... JUST... BROOOOO....
CAN HE HUG YOU IF HE PROMISES NOT TO BREAK ANYTHING ;A;
1/2 .... OKAY... LETS HUG THIS OUT, DUDE.
(no subject)
THAT...THAT WOULD BE NICE....
... OKAY. JUST THIS ONCE. HUGHES WILL SMOTHER YOU IN HIS BOSSOM... OR SOMETHING...
HE WILL SMOTHER HIMSELF IN YOUR BOSOM, HUGHES
... AS LONG AS HUGHES ISN'T GETTING SMOTHERED IN ANYTHING...
...HE'S NOT SURE HE CAN MAKE THAT PROMISE ;w;
O-OH... WELL... UM... ...... OH, WHAT THE HECK, COME OVER HERE, ARMSTRONG. >:
LET'S JUST CLING FOREVER SOB
OKAY. ALL THE CLINGS, FOR YOU.
IT'S GUY LOVE BETWEEN TWO GUYS, ETC
\o/ MOST BEAUTIFUL LOVE
TRULY, A RAD BROMANCE!
CAUGHT IN A RAD BROMANCE?
HE WANTS YOUR LOVE, NOT...SO MUCH YOUR REVENGE
HE WANTS YOUR EVERYTHING... AS LONG AS IT'S FREE
LET'S BE FREE BITCHES, BABY!
RAH-RAH-AH-AH-AH...?
WORKS FOR ME
WHAT HAS THIS THREAD BECOME...?