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[notactuallyiron]

Hey. Mun. Yes, you. Cmere. Let's chat. Just take a seat, get comfy. Drink? No?

Okay. Look. I don't really have a problem with this whole game thing. City under the sea, whatever, I can dig it. But here's the thing: why the middle? Why not before the movie, or maybe, oh, I don't know. After it? Yknow, when everything's been wrapped up in a pretty pink bow and I don't have to deal with some of that crap anymore?

I mean, drama's all well and good, but what if he DOES get in, and I end up wowing everyone as per usual, and we're both trapped in this underwater tin can with me still a hot mess? That's disaster right there. Disaster. It's never going to end well. It's not even gonna start well. How am I supposed to deal with everything all at once with him maybe breathing down my neck, AND this damn thing still in my chest?

[ _{I'm confident you two can get along. Besides, he might not even be from the same universe.} ]

Wha- why, because the last time we got together it ended so well? If there's more defenestration in my future, I'd really like it NOT to be underwater. And your little besides there- does that matter? I mean, honestly? Because I'm not really sure how that's aaaany better at all. Oh, awesome, he might not IMMEDIATELY have a reason to throw me around like a rag doll. Gosh, that's such an improvement, I could sell it as the next big thing.

[ _{eyerolls eternally} ]

Just consider tweaking it a bit. Please? For me? No? Fine, whatever, but here's the thing: when the time comes, and it turns out I'm right? You're never going to hear the end of it. Non-stop. Chattering. For days. Your call, mun.

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He's still on the look out for any Trevors. ...He wants to acquaint him with each of the 10 rings..

[10_rings_to_rule]

Oh? No quips? No smart-allek remarks? Odd, considering the arrogance you wear thicker than even your suit of armor.

I doubt the possibility of you truly understanding the difference between us, but perhaps you are the more reasonable of your counterparts.

oh ho ho :|c

[notactuallyiron]

[ _{he shrugs.} ]

Look, I don't really have the time for two-bit dried up actors. I've got things to do elsewhere, like literally anything else.

Yeah... he's not too happy about that. >.>

[10_rings_to_rule]

[He twitches an eyebrow.]

You misunderstand. I am the true Mandarin. Not some buffoon set up by some misguided fool to cover his tracks.

I am the successor to the empire of Genghis Khan. These rings are the sign the gods have given me to denote my destiny. Once I crush you and bring your empire down around your ears, the rest of the world will follow. If you require further proof that I am who I say I am...

[He reaches into his robes and pulls out a piece of yellow metal. Upon closer inspection, it's easily identifiable as a piece of the Iron Man armor's face-plate, but looks it was ripped off rather than cut.]

A trophy I keep from my first encounter with the 'Invincible Iron Man.'

I cannot imagine why :|c

[notactuallyiron]

Yeah, sure. Of course you are.

[ _{a quiet pause. he stares at the faceplate piece without moving, and then suddenly shakes his head and focuses back on the man himself.} ]

Well. I'm still standing, so I can't imagine it was too traumatic.

[10_rings_to_rule]

[Mandarin extends a hand, causing a localized gravity well to form at Tony's feet.]

Then perhaps you should be kneeling before me for sparing your life.