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[iamironman]

Okay, so what do you need inspiration for? Someone give me a topic.

((I'm passing out but I'll pick up everything old and new tomorrow!))

Comments

[nevertogaslight]

My Captain America/Iron Man fanfiction magnum opus.

[iamironman]

I'm not even going to begin to dignify that with a response. Try again.

[nevertogaslight]

But it's a songfic. As Steve leaves your apartment, sobbing in frustration over your decades-long affair with Jack Daniels, a song with sweet, timeless lyrics begins to permeate the gloom of your soul...

If I could turn back time
If I could find a way
I'd take back those words that hurt you
And you'd stay

[iamironman]

You're obviously suffering from some kind of mental illness. I'm sorry. It must be difficult for you.

[bishopped]

Nothin'. Why're you asking?

[iamironman]

I'm bored.

[bishopped]

What're you gonna do if no one needs your inspiration?

[iamironman]

Cry myself to sleep.

[get_hothothot]

Nothing right now.

[iamironman]

Worth a try.

[get_hothothot]

I've had enough inspiration for a lifetime. But I'd like some inspiration on how to get out of here, maybe.

[iamironman]

Much as I'd like it to be otherwise, I'm fresh out of that one.

[theskyenceguy]

Why would I ask you for that?

[iamironman]

It's my job, Detective.

[theskyenceguy]

What happened to your little Power Ranger suit? I thought that was your job.

[iamironman]

Technically that's more of a calling than an actual job. A consultancy at best.

This is my camp-assigned job.

[the_ex_in_xp]

You mean like a muse?

[iamironman]

I mean like something I can bullshit about to thundering applause.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Oh, so it's more like a self-help deal.

[iamironman]

Presumably, I'm not actually an expert. On that.