"Run? Pfft," Tony said, tossing his remote in the air once and catching it as he strode forward, past the running people - that were apparently all from the Clooney-verse, go figure - to stop, say, "From that? I'm Iron Man. I don't run from overgrown iguanas." That were now bearing down on him, jaws widening and slavering. He turned his back on it. "Not twice, anyway."
He raised his hand so that the remote was pointing over his shoulder at the T-Rex, which was closing fast. Jarvis was saying something about proximity. Tony ignored him and pressed the button.
Nothing happened.
The Tyrannosaurus bore down on him. Tony looked at the remote, noted that the indicator light was off, and then smacked the bottom of the unit into the palm of his hand. The light turned on.
The T-Rex opened wide, massive mouth appearing in his peripheral vision, dipped down in preparation to bite-
-and then its head jerked to the side, as if some massive force had punched it in the side of its face. Involuntary muscle spasm caused by the large jolt of electricity, simple, really.
"Bad dog," Tony told it, as it roared and veered away, probably confused as to how the fence had moved. If it had enough smarts, which was... questionable. "No biscuit."
He tossed the remote in the air again, caught it, and looked brightly at everyone. "So I guess you guys know me, huh? Well, a me, not necessarily this- we should chat. Have a pow-wow."
Peter Parker, also known as the vigilante, Spider-Man, is one of Marvel Comics' flagship characters. Created by Stan Lee and Steve Ditko in 1962, Spider-Man first debuted in Amazing Fantasy #15.
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Date: 2009-04-13 11:41 pm (UTC)He raised his hand so that the remote was pointing over his shoulder at the T-Rex, which was closing fast. Jarvis was saying something about proximity. Tony ignored him and pressed the button.
Nothing happened.
The Tyrannosaurus bore down on him. Tony looked at the remote, noted that the indicator light was off, and then smacked the bottom of the unit into the palm of his hand. The light turned on.
The T-Rex opened wide, massive mouth appearing in his peripheral vision, dipped down in preparation to bite-
-and then its head jerked to the side, as if some massive force had punched it in the side of its face. Involuntary muscle spasm caused by the large jolt of electricity, simple, really.
"Bad dog," Tony told it, as it roared and veered away, probably confused as to how the fence had moved. If it had enough smarts, which was... questionable. "No biscuit."
He tossed the remote in the air again, caught it, and looked brightly at everyone. "So I guess you guys know me, huh? Well, a me, not necessarily this- we should chat. Have a pow-wow."