♛ here is my muselist. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
Wow. You're going to condescendingly call me kid and then outright arrogantly state you'd always win? You're past the limit of confidence and moving into asshole territory.
Look, I'm no teenager you can manipulate to think you're so great like Spider-Man.
[And as the figure steps forward on the ground, his helmet retracts, revealing a frowning, bearded Quentin Beck. Tony may notice a similarity to how his own Iron Man suit handles its own helmet, with nano tech. Beck is now actually there before Tony, having stepped forward into the illusion. For reality's sake, he is wearing the costume too.]
[ it takes about 2 seconds for the face to finally match the voice, and tony's vision clears with understanding.
beck. right. tony had canned him and shut down his project. tony would probably be pissed too, if he were beck, so that part makes sense. but his brow furrows slightly, at the mention of peter, and tony exhales slowly, crossing his arms over his chest.
quentin had been unstable. and tony can see the signs in someone who can't handle the gifts granted to them, mostly because he sees them in himself all the time. it's been a long journey, to become the defender of the universe or whatever he is now.
how beck got the stuff to rebuild this tech, tony has no idea. but before he dives too deeply into the rabbit hole: ]
I'll listen to whatever you've got to say if you leave the kid out of it.
I think he's been corrupted enough by your bad influence. Kid needs a break. He needs time to be a kid. Stop expecting him to be the big hero. Leave him alone.
[Despite all they'd gone through, Beck does still like Peter. He just thinks he's been led astray and needed to be taught a lesson. Unfortunately, he doesn't regret hurting him, even if he's seemingly defending Peter here.]
there's a slight racing in his chest, his heartbeat accelerating. what had peter gotten himself into, in his absence? and tony's jaw tightens, as beck speaks. ]
Yeah, see...
[ and tony adjusts the sleeves of his suit, so he can look at his watch, and is casually just typing out a message to peter as he talks. ]
One, I don't like being told what to do. [ just to get that part out of the way. ] And two, how come you know so much Spider-Man?
[ blithely; it's clear that tony (1) does not believe him and (2) doesn't care even if this is true because: ]
I remember you, now. [ raising a finger, brow furrowed. ] You're smart. You're not me, but you're pretty smart. Brilliant, even, if I wanted to toss out a compliment, but I'm pretty sure your personnel file said delicately unhinged.
[ stark industries h.r. department should probably find better language, but. you know. it works. ]
Did you tell Peter any of that? How you got canned for not knowing when to stop? Or did you leave that part out on your trust fall exercise?
[Beck's face twitches. The 'you're not me' in particular makes him tense up in anger. Then a compliment of sorts followed by what he takes as an insult. Still...]
I don't want to be you. I'm better than you.
You would have liked for me to ruin his memories of you with the truth of how you treat your employees?
And sure, you might be better than me, but that's not my point. You're not me. You know how quickly the Avengers figured out this tech was going rogue?
[ with a gesture toward the board room, arching his eyebrows. ]
There's a reason we're world famous, you know. And there's a reason why I'm here. Because I know this thing, inside and out, and you're not going to fool me with it. So how about we cut to the chase and end this so we can both go our separate ways.
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Look, I'm no teenager you can manipulate to think you're so great like Spider-Man.
[And as the figure steps forward on the ground, his helmet retracts, revealing a frowning, bearded Quentin Beck. Tony may notice a similarity to how his own Iron Man suit handles its own helmet, with nano tech. Beck is now actually there before Tony, having stepped forward into the illusion. For reality's sake, he is wearing the costume too.]
We can talk - but will you listen?
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beck. right. tony had canned him and shut down his project. tony would probably be pissed too, if he were beck, so that part makes sense. but his brow furrows slightly, at the mention of peter, and tony exhales slowly, crossing his arms over his chest.
quentin had been unstable. and tony can see the signs in someone who can't handle the gifts granted to them, mostly because he sees them in himself all the time. it's been a long journey, to become the defender of the universe or whatever he is now.
how beck got the stuff to rebuild this tech, tony has no idea. but before he dives too deeply into the rabbit hole: ]
I'll listen to whatever you've got to say if you leave the kid out of it.
[ leave spider-man alone, you loony tune!! ]
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I think he's been corrupted enough by your bad influence. Kid needs a break. He needs time to be a kid. Stop expecting him to be the big hero. Leave him alone.
[Despite all they'd gone through, Beck does still like Peter. He just thinks he's been led astray and needed to be taught a lesson. Unfortunately, he doesn't regret hurting him, even if he's seemingly defending Peter here.]
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there's a slight racing in his chest, his heartbeat accelerating. what had peter gotten himself into, in his absence? and tony's jaw tightens, as beck speaks. ]
Yeah, see...
[ and tony adjusts the sleeves of his suit, so he can look at his watch, and is casually just typing out a message to peter as he talks. ]
One, I don't like being told what to do. [ just to get that part out of the way. ] And two, how come you know so much Spider-Man?
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[He says that plainly, as if it's just a fact.]
I work with him. I try to understand his point of view, not order him around.
[The supportive, cool uncle.]
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Right.
[ blithely; it's clear that tony (1) does not believe him and (2) doesn't care even if this is true because: ]
I remember you, now. [ raising a finger, brow furrowed. ] You're smart. You're not me, but you're pretty smart. Brilliant, even, if I wanted to toss out a compliment, but I'm pretty sure your personnel file said delicately unhinged.
[ stark industries h.r. department should probably find better language, but. you know. it works. ]
Did you tell Peter any of that? How you got canned for not knowing when to stop? Or did you leave that part out on your trust fall exercise?
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I don't want to be you. I'm better than you.
You would have liked for me to ruin his memories of you with the truth of how you treat your employees?
[He retorts back bitterly.]
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[ blithely. ]
And sure, you might be better than me, but that's not my point. You're not me. You know how quickly the Avengers figured out this tech was going rogue?
[ with a gesture toward the board room, arching his eyebrows. ]
There's a reason we're world famous, you know. And there's a reason why I'm here. Because I know this thing, inside and out, and you're not going to fool me with it. So how about we cut to the chase and end this so we can both go our separate ways.
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[That he caused.]
Nothing's going rogue. This is all going perfectly to plan.
[Insinuating that he lured Tony here.]