>>20334096"Indeed, it appears as if I've caught the meddling trainers from the unforgettable Poke Ball Factory scandal of some time ago, they have returned once again to avenge the day of their memorable defeat! However, if you ask me, the probability of them winning once again is akin to the probability of...of... well, it's a /very/ low probability, to put it into perspective."
"Aw fuck, it's Green-Mable again."
Bryony, one of the four lovely Team Flare Scientists, is lewdly lying on her side atop a machine, elbows propping her smug face up. After making her rude comments, she hops off the device and confronts you with a fashionable pose.
"Do not compare me to that blueberry pie! I have stayed behind here in the laboratory awaiting your entrance, my orders are to eliminate anyone who attempts to stop the Ultimate Weapon and reduce the probability of their success to zero, a task it seems I'll have to accomplish now!"
Serena rubs her cheek, her cold glare slinging daggers at Bryony, "You....you /punched/ me.. I still remember that.."
Bryony just shrugs her off though, "The possibility of you doing anything about is -impossible-. Hint hint. I mock you and your bruised cheek, if you have any qualms about that, I implore you to come and challenge me once more for the twenty-five percent chance--one-in-four-probability--of acquiring the Elevator Key necessary to tail our leader--BUT KNOW THIS! While my Liepard may be out of commission, I have a brand new Pokemon, who has the brute force of one-hundred common day thugs! The probability of your days being numbered, ARE HIGH!"
>Who faces this green-lipped slut?A) Defend u're waifu, no one punches her except stupid people that tell you to!
B) Serena avenges her cheek on her own.
