Stark Industries | Saturday

[dollpocalypse]

This was not the first time Fandom had turned Topher into a pony. It was, however, the first time Fandom had turned him into a pony when Topher had a date planned.

Fandom, you were such an ass sometimes.

So he went to work, hovering a little behind the counter (because disgruntled or not, it wasn't like he was just going to waste the wings) and

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[stupid_metroid]

Considering the strangeness of the island, Samus wasn't too surprised to wake up and find herself in the body of a freaking pony. It was a little unsettling and upsetting, but only if she bothered thinking about it for too long, which she wasn't going to allow herself to do.

She did think it was pretty strange that her suit changed, too. Really, it did make sense than perhaps the design was so attuned to her physical state that the Chozo had made it so, whatever form she was in, the suit matched it. It made sense on how the Morph Ball worked and a few others things, but the technicalities were the sorts of things that would nag at her until she figured it out.

So there she was, coming into the shop and doing a quick glance over the person there to assure that it was indeed Brink, and she gave him a stiff nod. "I'll be downstairs in the lab," she informed him, "if anyone needs me."

How she was going to run tests was still a little unclear, considering the hooves, but she'd figure something out.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher scrambled a little to hover a little higher -- because, you know, moving around the desk was for people who didn't have wings -- to get a better look at Samus.

"Your suit changed," he observed. "You're --" Huh. "Is that metal, or, like, pony-skin?"

Topher, don't be weird.

[stupid_metroid]

Samus lifted a hoof to bang it on something nearby so that the distinct ring of metal would confirm her words. "Metal," she assured him. "Same make up as my regular suit, just a different shape. That's what I'm going downstairs to look into..."

She didn't think to see if she could still Morph in this form, too, and so that now became a top priority as well. She eyes Brink and his hovering a little, tilting her head.

"You've been on the island for a little while, right? Has something like this happened before?"

[dollpocalypse]

"Yeah," Topher confirmed. "Last year. Probably before then but I've only been around a year. If you're going to run tests on it, can I help?"

No one ever let him do tests, okay.

[ultron_junior]

Victor had been told the island turned people into strange things sometimes. He just figured it wouldn't hit him, thanks to the not-exactly-people factor.

Turned out he was wrong. After a morning spent on the border of panic -- and a couple of near-bluescreens when he started thinking about it too hard and overloaded his circuits -- he decided to go find his big brother. If nothing else, Topher might have some clue how long this would last.

So an orange pony with a brown mane and tail trotted into Stark, light sparks coming from his mouth as he spoke.

"Topher?" he checked. "This is weird. I figured I'd be immune."

The voice was Victor's, but the tone was a bit artificial; the mechanical elements behind his voicebox weren't really structured for pony transformation.

[dollpocalypse]

Topher squinted at him. "Victor," he guessed. "Yeah, sadly it doesn't seem to take metal exo-whatevers as a deterrent." Sad, that. "Got Tony too," he added, offering a meaningful look to try to convey the relevance here.

A suit of armor on a pony couldn't be comfortable.

[[Sorry for slow, my dad's in town and wanted to, like, go places. WEIRDO.]]

[ultron_junior]

The orange pony tilted his head, as if what Topher had said didn't quite make sense.

"Wait, that's not even part of his body, is it?" Victor asked, and shook his forelock out of his eyes. "And yeah. I'm ... still me. I think. Ponybot."

[dollpocalypse]

"Not permanently," Topher said, like that should've been obvious. "I guess he fell asleep in the armor or something. But yeah." He shrugged. "What's with the blue thing?"

Not that he had been looking at Victor's ass or anything, but it was hard not to wonder.