Forgive my weakness and forgive my sins

[Johto, Kanto, today you get an overhead view of a mass of white hair.

Well, no, that's not quite right. You get an overhead view of a mass of white hair that has been previously vomited on by a Skittles factory. Seriously, there are enough beads in there to cover decently an exotic dancer, with colors that clash so much they could blind design students. The worst part? Two Gardevoirs can partially be seen, working on the beads, and they're still adding more.]

How does it look? The girls refuse to let me see the results until they're completely done.

[Break it to him gently, everyone.]

[Some distance away, to the left of the (somewhat static-y) screen, a days-old Elgyem stands, panting and looking quite determined. To the right is a small plate, filled with tasty-looking berries. And between the two... a chair. A somewhat heavy-looking chair.

Now, a normal Pokémon would simply walk around the chair to reach the goodies, but Fu is obviously not a normal Pokémon. He's a paragon of strength and power! He's the standard by which all Pokémon should be measured! Which is why he bravely starts running and slams into the chair, in an attempt to move it out of the way.

It's quite obviously not working.]

Is that -ouch- truly normal behavior for -ow, dammit- Psychic-types?

[Poor Cecil (who will be staying offscreen, thank you) sounds completely baffled, and Fu apparently doesn't appreciate that. He turns around to look at his trainer, frowns, and literally launches himself at the protesting man. It would have been more impressive had it not been followed by a crack, a shout of surprise and a bout of wailing worthy of Whitney.]

...Does anyone know how to rid -ow- oneself of leftover static electricity? It makes dealing with him more -erk- complicated than it should be.

[It appears someone has left a tall pile of snow in the middle of the Goldenrod Department Store. In the make-up section, as a matter of fact. Honestly, young people these days. They play mean-spirited pranks, not caring that the store's employees will have to clean that up, not thinking about the poor overworked janitors who would rather be at home, safe from the whims of the storm, No, they care only about their amusement, leaving behind snow piles that-]

Would a forest green lipstick look good with my coloring?

[-nevermind.]