cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa: (MY LIFE'S STORY IN ONE SPEECH BUBBLE)
These crystals are far, far too dangerous to be left here where anyone can get use them.

[Cobra turns the camera away from Fuchsia City's crystal that he was focusing on and towards himself. His slightly charred self. Guess who's been trying to figure out how these things work via trial and error? And it's been mostly error. Yup, lots and lots of explosive errors.]

Therefore, I've taken it upon mysssself to personally see to it that they don't fall into the wrong hands! Whose hands are those? Pretty much anyone's hands that aren't mine!

[...that part probably wasn't a surprise to anyone. What might be a surprise to the viewer though is what Cobra pans away and up to what appears to be...quite a few Magnezones using their magnetic powers to levitate quite a few Steelixes above the crystal.

Amazing what one can do by pulling rank on some NPC Grunts and taking advantage of the general craziness.]


As you can see, I've put together enough firepower to easily take down thissss crystal! And once that's done, I'll move on to all the others! And then the remains will be gathered up and-

[Cobra's cut off as the first Steelix gets essentially launched into the crystal.]

No! Sssstop! Ssstop! I didn't give the order yet! Sssstop it!

[They're not stopping.]

I sssssaaid ssssstop!

[The feed ends there.

But for anyone in Fuchsia City, Cobra's still standing in front of the crystal, shrieking at the Pokemon to do as he says...and occasionally dodging chunks of crystal sent flying by the bombardment. This isn't even remotely how he wanted this to go. And yet somehow, this isn't exactly a new experience for him either.]
cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa: (WHAT'SSSSS THAT OVER THERE)
It has been twenty four hours, and I am not one million dollars richer. Nor I am the owner of the HM Fly. And I’m definitely not the owner of a city! So you leave me no choice!

[There’s a click as he pushes the button, but no giant explosion. Inside the Game Corner, a lone bomb goes off taking out a slot machine and doing light damage to the wall and things around it, but that’s it.]

What? Where is my explosion? Did they actually- Impossible! This is unacceptable!

[The sound of the remote hitting the wall and cracking can be heard.]

Make no mistake about thisssss Johto! There will be consequences for thissss! Dire consequences!

[The feed cuts out here.]
cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa: (Telling you about my ridiculousss scheme)
Private Text to Gorthan )

{OOC: Just passing along some reports about the Commander's home world to Gorthan. He'll be posting publicly later on this week and probably next week too.}

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