17th Command; video

[aggravating]

This again? [He's so not amused. You see how not amused he is? This is A+ levels of not. Fucking. Amused..] Alright, I'll bite. Let's see who knows me.

This is Tony Stark. Yes the Tony Stark. Iron Man, eccentric billionaire, genius inventor. Let's chat.

[... Wait. Shit he almost forgot.

A look of something that can only be described as pure, creeped out discomfort pulls at his face as he leans forward, about to turn off the feed.]

And if you're a psycho pink pony? Yeah. No. Go creep on someone else.

[Not today, Pinkmania. Not. Today.]

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[aggravating]

[Yeah, hi. He was hoping to avoid having to talk to you for a while longer, Rudolph.]

I've been around. [aka ignoring you and watching the general Avengers scramble everyone did when you showed up again] I'm making a point of avoiding talking to psychopaths with daddy issues.

[Tony. Tony, no.]




[ooc| SOB I'M SORRY HIATUS KNOCKED ME OUT OF COMMISSION MORE THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD ;A;]

[silver_tongue]

[He gives a lopsided smile into the camera. It might be a charming smile, if it wasn't on this particular face.]

Then you've made a mess of your purpose already. You've nothing to fear from me, though.


OOC: Don't worry, I was on an unexpected hiatus myself till now!

[aggravating]

Isn't that what most movie villains say before going on a killing spree? [He's quirking a little smile in response, although it looks more like a courtesy than anything else.] And yeah, kind of hard to remain social when ninety percent of the people here fall into that category.