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17th Command; video

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.]

Threaded | Flat

[She was going to say something, to ask why he was transmitting this... But she got a little distracted.]

Psycho pink pony?

[There's just THIS MUSIC.

And then This. And then...an adorable voice that sounds like something out of a children's video as the last song plays.]

One bright day in the middle of the night,

Two dead boys got up to fight.

Back-to-back they faced one another,

Drew their swords and shot each other.

One was blind and the other couldn't see,

So they chose a dummy for a referee.

A blind man went to see fair play,

A dumb man went to shout "hooray!"

A deaf policeman heard the noise,

And came and shot the two dead boys.

A paralyzed donkey walking by,

Kicked the copper in the eye,

Sent him through a nine inch wall,

Into a dry ditch and drowned them all.

(If you don't believe this lie is true,

Ask the blind man -- he saw it too!)

[And then, cackling, high childish laughter...and nothing. And no further responses will be had. She listens Tony but she had to say hello.

Ed note: You legit may not want to listen to the music unless you're all brave.]

...Psycho pink ponies? WHERE?!?

Come on, Deadpool ol' buddy, keep your cool.

In all seriousness though. You guys all look...well no, actually, you look pretty close, I take that back. As you were.

[THERE'S A ROBOT ON THE FEED TONY.

He's all by himself staring at you. Starreee]

Waalllll-EEEE?

[Eyes go wide and Tony, have a view of a black and white laboratory and a pair of voices and the ugliest kid ever seen -]

Victor! Victor there's something on the TV!

[The ugly boy with the hump runs off and in his place is a thin pale black and white boy...in a lab coat.] ...I see it Edgar, be quiet. We don't know what it is.

[There's a loud Bark! off screen and the boy adjusts his very large goggles]

...H...hello?

The Tony Stark, wow. I might be more impressed if I hadn't seen a thunder god make breakfast in Jane's lab. But still impressed, for the record!

[ grin ] I mean, you're wicked smart, you make awesome technogadgets that I can't afford, and you are smokin'.

[Psycho. Pink. Pony. What.] Tony? What the hell? Are you testing something?

[Tilting his head before smiling widely (and drunkenly).]

I'm Tony Stark too. Let me guess, dimensional travel? [He hums.] Ah, it's been a while since my last trip.

Genius inventor, huh? Gotta say, I wouldn't include that as part of my intro, but it's nice to meet a fellow tinkerer.

How's my favourite philanthropist?

[This is exactly the thing that he feared would happen.] Shit on a cracker. You got the script, you read the script.

...I am so glad you got the script Kirk but we pulled the fucking working title. Yes I know, I will personally present you the fucking writers so that you can tear them a brand new asshole. Two months in advance so you could begin working on your degree in engineering for the guy.

[He is almost sorry, though still foul mouthed as ever] .

I want to knock bale and fucking "rat man" on their asses so damn fast the Limey fuck gets a fucking headache. Titles changed it's not "Iron Man" anymore it's "Metal Man"

As I said Kirk, the writers will be presented to you. I don't care how many legions of pimple faced ass kissing fat chick fucking nerds he has sucking him off, Stan Lee will pay. I'm sorry, I cannot apologize enough I know how deep you like to go into the roles.

let's do lunch and talk about it.