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Mister Armstrong is an administrator of people, human and parahumans.

PersonalityEdit

Armstrong is eminently rational, far more then so then his colleagues.[1] Was the first to propose offering amnesty to the Baumann Parahuman Containment Center to get needed firepower.

In an authority damaging situation he went with what the facts were, though his own interests were at stake regardless.[2]

Piggot stated that he focused more on parahuman science then on integration with normal humans, and greater societal cohesion.[3]

RelationshipsEdit

WeldEdit

Armstrong is close to Weld,[4] and seems to have all but adopted him.[5] Armstrong did not coddle Weld and informed the boy about the PRT's larger plans for him.[6]

Others understand the relationship to be a family relationship.[7]

The AmbassadorsEdit

His department tolerated the group's presence in the Charlestown area,[8] Presumably at his orders or with his consent.

WeaverEdit

Compared her to a cult leader, favorably.[9] He apparently saw the young hero as capable.

Ashley StillonsEdit

Invested a lot of effort to accommodate and recruit troubled woman during his career. It only took the end of the world to gain anything remotely close to a chance.

Appearance, Abilities and Equipment Edit

Was tall and slim with a high forehead matched with a well furrowed brow and weirdly sharp jaw.[10] Later in life he started wearing a beard.[11]

Was generally intelligent and calculated in his actions. As the Boston director he presumably had the full force of the Boston PRT and Protectorate at his disposal as well as the wider PRT organization.

HistoryEdit

BackgroundEdit

A metal boy was found in the junkyard, Armstrong recruited him.[3]

Boston GamesEdit

It is unknown how much of his stance on crime contributed to the creation of the Boston Games situation.

Warned Damsel of Distress about the true scale of Accord's influence, it had some unintended consequences.[12]

Story StartEdit

Was still authorizing the payments and upkeep for Ashley Stillons' residence while trying to make sure the young woman knew about her options.[13][7]

Post-LeviathanEdit

Had to deal with Bastion dying and Weld leaving to start a career.[14]

Post-Battle against BehemothEdit

Stood up for the villain turned hero Weaver. Further pushed his agenda of having the bridcage opened to use the parahumans there.[10]

Post-TimeskipEdit

Presumably welcomed Weld over for the Summer.[5]

Gold MorningEdit

Unknown how he acted during the event but was presumably part of the response. Survived the event.

Glow-wormEdit

Assumed a new leadership position in The Wardens organization.[15]

Roughly a year after the event he attended a meeting of Team Therapy and later talked with Weld and his girlfriend Sveta and their friend, and his former project, Damsel.

Early-WardEdit

Was there when Sveta's team briefed the Wardens about the potential attack between the Fallen and the 'Hollow point' villain residents.

Post-Fallen fallEdit

Survived the portal sabotage and testified at the trial of Ashley Stillons II.

ReferencesEdit

  1. Scarab 25.1
  2. “We’ve been listening,” Exalt said.

    Listening?”

    “You’ve been bugged,” Dispatch said. “Only the bugs are the ones outside. They’ve been talking. Reciting.”

    I could see Chief Director West’s eyes narrow as he looked at me. He would be replaying the conversation in his head, trying to figure out if he had said anything damning.

    “No guarantee she’s telling the truth,” West said.

    “Provided he keeps to the rules, we’re willing to let that be,” Dispatch said. “Spiders in the back areas of the prison.”

    “Yes,” Director Armstrong said. “That’s accurate. I can’t speak to particulars or the little details, though.”

    “I repeated everything verbatim,” I confirmed. - Excerpt from Scarab 25.1
  3. 3.0 3.1 “You likely know Director Armstrong in Boston, how he tends to prioritize research and understanding parahumans. I concern myself with more concrete affairs. Public relations, parahumans as a part of America.”

    Weld nodded.

    “What Armstrong continually fails to grasp is that if we do not integrate parahumans into society, help society bend to accommodate your kind, there is no point in lab experiments or classifications. As bad as things might be with the periodic arrival of Endbringers and parahuman criminals, matters could be ten times worse if panic or prejudice takes hold from the public. You understand?” - Excerpt from Sentinel 9.1
  4. greatwyrmgold:Why did Weld not stay in Brockton Bay after the Leviathan attack? Was there some ceremonial thing in Boston that needed to be done, or was there a larger skip between arcs than I realized, or what?

    wildbow: ~Three weeks, IIRC.

    He needed to wrap things up back home, and he had people (like teammates, Director Armstrong) that he wanted to say goodbye to. - Comment by Wildbow on Sentinel 9.1
  5. 5.0 5.1 “One thing, ma’am,” Weld spoke.

    “Yes?”

    He took a deep breath. Not that he really needed it, but he did anyways. “Forgive me for saying so, but I get the impression you don’t like or respect Director Armstrong?”

    “Your point?”

    “I just thought you should know he’s something like a father figure to me. He’s the one who recruited me to the Wards, got me up to speed. I’ve already made plans to go to his house for a bit this summer. Maybe I’m putting myself on your sh… in your bad books by saying so, but I just thought I should let you know I’ll step up to defend him if you start putting him down.” - Excerpt from Sentinel 9.1
  6. “Provided all goes according to plan, we intend for you to become a member of the core Protectorate team within the span of three to five years. Making your face national, even international, if you are willing.”

    “Wow. Yeah, I’m definitely okay with that, ma’am,” he tried to feign surprise. Armstrong had already covered much of this. - Excerpt from Sentinel 9.1
  7. 7.0 7.1 “Weld’s kind-of dad figure was the Director in charge of the Boston PRT,” Sveta said. “He was also kind of in charge of looking after Ashley, because her town was close to Boston.”

    “Making sure she didn’t do too much damage?” I asked.

    “Yes. And gradually trying to get her used to the idea of cooperating with the good guys, making sure she was staying reasonably healthy. They reached out regularly, letting her know there were better options. Except that Ashley was a different Ashley.” - Excerpt from Flare 2.7
  8. “Yes. We’re staying a little bit longer here. We looked into it, the heroes don’t have a strong presence here in your Charlestown territory. We can get away with just a little bit more.”

    [...]

    Accord looked down and corrected the position of the pen on his desk before turning back to Trickster. “Fifteen thousand dollars, and fifteen percent of any take. The heroes don’t have a strong presence here because they don’t need a strong presence here. I maintain the peace. It will cost me if I have people here, active and causing trouble.” - Excerpt from Migration 17.8
  9. “This is exactly what I was talking about. She’s a dangerous influence.”

    “She’s a sixteen year old girl with strong opinions, Wilkins,” Armstrong answered. “Nothing more. She holds onto those opinions and her core worldview, and vulnerable people get caught up in her momentum. Cult leaders will do the same thing, only it’s purposeful in their case. Get people tired, get people worn out, scared and hungry, and then give them someone with presence to give them support.”

    “You’re saying she’s an accidental cult leader?”

    “She’s in a position where it’s very easy to sway others. A lot of the parahumans out there fit the criteria I’m talking about,” Armstrong said. He glanced at Glenn, who looked distinctly unhappy. “So, apparently, does our staff.”

    “I think you’re off target,” I said. “You’re talking about Foil, I get it, and Parian, and now the Chicago Wards and Glenn. But all of the decisions they made were when I wasn’t anywhere near them. Unless you’re implying I have some sort of mind control.”

    “No,” Armstrong told me. He didn’t fit his name; he looked more like my dad than anyone, though he had a peculiarly prominent jaw and a forehead that made it look like he was perpetually glaring. “It doesn’t matter if they’re near you. The message and the idea stays with them even after they leave your presence.” - Excerpt from Scarab 25.1
  10. 10.0 10.1 Armstrong told me. He didn’t fit his name; he looked more like my dad than anyone, though he had a peculiarly prominent jaw and a forehead that made it look like he was perpetually glaring. - Excerpt from Scarab 25.1
  11. Ashley saw Mr. Armstrong stand from the bench. He was a funny man, his head too wide at the top, his chin narrow. The beard he’d grown out helped. - Excerpt from Eclipse x.7
  12. Eclipse x.7
  13. The only other real problem is when she decides to find her way to another city or region, such as going to Boston and trying to make a name for herself. This is largely why the PRT office and the two local capes keep tabs on her - to head her off and to let others know what's going on and how best to handle it.

    Given Damsel's lack of life experience, she doesn't think to question why the building she's squatting in has power, water, and cable hooked up to it - one of a dozen small things the local office looks after to keep her comfortable and pacified. The individuals in the local office maintain regular correspondence with other offices (mainly the Boston department) and, given that they think they can turn her to the side of good with time, allowing her to develop some maturity, or catching her in the right mood on the right day, they mostly minimize the danger she poses and approach her now and again to try coaxing her or plant the idea of becoming a hero in her mind. - Another comment by Wildbow on Reddit
  14. Sentinel 9.1
  15. Glow-worm P.3