Personally I have no clue how I got here or how I came to be this way, but no sense in looking a gift horse in the mouth right? I'm better known as Mark XIX, as in one of Tony Stark's many suits. Though Tony dubbed me Tiger. I've heard word that some of my brothers have been changed just like me. Though... I'm not like all my brothers. I'm not some kind of bad ass. I was only a prototype built for speed. Seriously, that's all I got. So I guess I'm just really good at running away and thinking fast. » Independent RP Blog for the personification of the Iron Suit Mark aka . » Crossover friendly. » Ships with Chemistry, regardless of gender. » Para/Multi-Para RPer. » NSFW RPer. » Please read Rules and Headcanons before interacting. » Tracks markxix.
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"Tony... I. Am. Forgetting. Things."
Tony.... I'm forgetting things.
“Where’d you pop up from?”
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"I think that's a little irrelevant right now."
Tony.... I'm forgetting things.
“Where’d you pop up from?”
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Hey, hello, guess who? I’m not gonna answer that, you know who this is, and if you don’t, then guess what, this doesn’t apply to you.
If you’re reading this, you’ve made the unspeakable error of following me, for one reason or another. If you’re reading this and you’re not following me, then someone else that you follow is the one who is mistaken, and you are merely sitting back to witness it. Case in point, there’s over 1000 of you that have made this exact same error, and so I’m going to reward you for it.
Well, two of you, anyway. The rest of you just get to make an attempt to be rewarded.
That’s right, I’m doing a giveaway! To celebrate the 1000 or so of you that have sat back and watched me turn evil, turn back, get split in two, spiral into madness, get engaged (I think those two go hand in hand), and involve myself in the affairs of all manners of gods and men over the past… wow, nearly three years.
So, what will you win?
Both winners will get an assortment of fandom goodies, from snacks to paraphernalia to whatever else I can find. This will be largely Marvel fandom themed, but winners and I can discuss some alternative fandoms for me to slip in some treats from.
Now, for the boring part. The rules.
You gotta be following me, obviously. I’d prefer for you to have already been following me, but hey, how am I to stop you from following and then unfollowing? It’s very rude, but that’ll be on your conscience.
Likes and reblogs count. I don’t care how often you reblog.
Winners will be chosen by random number generator.
Giveaway ends May 12th, because it’s the first Monday after I get off for the summer, and that’s when I’ll have time to sit down and put together prize boxes.
Winners will have 48 hours to message me back about their prize before a different winner is selected.
You have to be comfortable giving me some address to ship your prize to.
And that just about does it, I think. If you have any questions, feel free to message me. And good luck, may the random number generator be in your favor. See you in seven and a half weeks.
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Alright, so I've come to conclusion that it was completely fucking pointless coming back to this blog and I think I will leave again. Thanks. Bye.
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Your character finds mine passed out sleeping naked in bed. What do they do?
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Man gotta love shit not showing up or disappearing from my activity tab....
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Tiger tilts his head to the side, quirking one of those bizarre angular brows of his, brilliant blue eyes studying the man. "The photos and videos in your file do you little justice, I think I understand the saying you humans have 'the camera adds ten pounds'..." he murmurs. Then the man is asking about cigarettes. "Erm, no... but if you need one you I don't mind giving you one of mine." he says pulling the pack of Malboro Southern Cut from his own pocket, flipping the top open in a gesture to offer him one.
thearrowfell started following you
#thearrowfell#//This is theblacksmithinarmani's friend Dean btw#//We briefly spoke on Skype#//aka I spazzed out over you
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"I love you." "I hate you." "You’re dead to me." "I trust you." "I’m dying." "I’m pregnant with your baby." "I never really loved you." "I want you. Naked. In my bed. Now."
Put one of these in my askbox to see how my muse reacts
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thearrowfell started following you
Mister Barton, correct?
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What's in a name?
Why did he call me Tiger? It literally makes no sense, I was a high velocity suit... Tigers aren't exactly that fast.... Stupid fucking name...
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Habits... [ OPEN STARTER ]
Ah the awful habits one picks up in the outside world little Tiger. The dangerous world outside of the safety of the walls of your creator's home. Outside of the safety of your quiet little room or your quiet little dock. What did the world do to you while you were out there? Who knows. Tiger was never one for words after all, finding that his idiosyncrasies did little more than to bore and annoy those around him.
He took a drag off the cigarette between his lips, the cherry burning hot and bright, lighting up his face for a moment in the dark of the night as he sat on deck of Stark's home, feet dangling over the side. Tiger drew the smoke in deep and slow, letting it come out moments later in a slow and creeping exhale.
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