005 | Tony Stark | Video

[manofiron]

[ For a fleeting moment, Tony Stark’s face fills the screen. Those who know him might recognize his piercing eyes and his immaculately kept hair, perfectly trimmed and styled to look like the dashing figure of the celebrity he is back home. Maybe his skin’s a little paler than usual. And maybe some of its imperfections are gone. But it’s difficult to tell, because it only lasts for a moment.

Two luminous, glowing red orbs suddenly fill the screen as Tony pulls the communicator closer. His lips curve into a devilishly mischievous smirk, but hidden as it as by the limitations of the camera, no one can appreciate it. When he speaks, his voice is a low, throaty purr, edged with just a hint wickedness. ]

Cape Kore. I’ve got a question for you.

[ He moves his arm, pulling it back so more of his finely muscled torso and broad shoulders can be seen. In his skin-tight tank top, there’s plenty of pale, flawless skin to behold. Slowly, he stalks from the shadows of his home’s porch into the brilliant light of the morning.

And the sun, rising over the horizon, fans rays of light over his skin, setting it alight, sparking flashes of fire like a diamond. It’s as though the man is no man at all, but a being of light, angelic and perfect. ]

Do I dazzle you?


(A/N: omg this is my first time writing one of these!! plz be gentle. my poor babu is having a bad day. it will get better tho~ ^_^)

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[charring]

[Charlie's hiding out in the bathroom. The window has a blanket over it. When she hears Tony enter her house, she gives the bathroom three hard thumps.

Apparently, she also discovers she's been endowed with a load more strength than she's used to because the wood splinters.]

Ah, fuck.

[One slightly clawed hand pokes around the small hole she just made before she peeks out of it.]

This sucks.

[manofiron]

[ He doesn't need super emo hearing to figure out where she is. Even as a normal guy, he would hear that banging, and makes his way toward it. When he gets there, he peeks into the hole she's made. ]

Hey. Sparkly clothes Santa's here! Want to come out? It's okay. I'm not sparkling. You're safe.

[charring]

[Charlie peeks out at him, studying his skin carefully. Okay. No sparkling means no sun. She's good. The sun was there a bit ago. It was mildly horrific. Charlie makes her way out, smiling just a bit. There's a show of sharper-than-usual teeth. This probably does nothing to help her show how happy this makes her.]

Thank you. This might actually make me believe in Santa. So...[And she looks him over.] What are you?

[manofiron]

[ Her teeth are pointy. That's the first thing he notices, largely because his own aren't. Not often, anyway. ]

I think I'm a vampire. A lame, sparkly vampire. Have you heard of Twilight?

[charring]

No. [They're a decade or two down the road for her.] Should I have?

[manofiron]

Actually no. It's horrible. It's bad writing and bad movie-making and just bad everything. But I think that's what's going on. Only Twilight vampires are stupid enough to sparkle.

[charring]

[Excuse her. She can't speak at first. There's nothing but a look of horror on her face. Really? Sparkling?]

What drug was the author on at the time?

[manofiron]

I don't know if it's drugs so much as it's just a horrific lack of talent and taste and sense.

[ Tony is not a fan. At all. ]

[charring]

[Charlie wouldn't be either if she'd read it.]

It sounds that way. So...there's sparkling and you can go in the sun? What else is there?

[manofiron]

Standing in the corner all night, watching my soulmate sleep. That's a large part of being a sparklepire. Also being broody. And playing baseball.

[charring]

...wow. That's simultaneously creepy, boring and kind of dumb.

I'm mildly impressed. And worried that people actually read this.

[manofiron]

Oh, they don't just read it. It's a phenomenon! Swept the country by storm. Sold-out blockbuster movies. Bestseller lists. Legions of young girls thinking obsessive, stalker hundred year old virgins are good relationship choices.

[charring]

[This just validates her life choice to never speak with people her age. Ever.]


That's really worrying.

[manofiron]

Speaking as a sparklepire, my professional advice is to avoid the whole stupid series at all costs.