Tony Starch was used to being underestimated. After all, no one thought a billionaire inventor would take hygiene as seriously as he did. But there he stood, in his shining white suit, powered by the finest two-ply the world had ever known.
Iron Toilet Paper Man-protector of public sanitation, defender of clean hands, and now, apparently, the last hope against an inexplicable new threat.
"Tony," Pepper Rinse called over the intercom, "I've got intel. There's... something happening in downtown Arendelle. And, well... it's weird."
"Weird? How?" Tony quirked an eyebrow, adjusting the TP regulators in his suit.
"Well, I can't explain it. It looks like-oh, for the love of... Is he dancing?!"
Tony paused. "Dancing? Pepper, you're not serious."
"I am. And he's... pointing at people with finger guns. They're just... collapsing. Laughing. He's breaking down their will to fight with-oh my god, is that pelvic thrusting?"
Tony's eyes narrowed. "Pepper, prep the suit. Whoever this clown is, he's about to learn that no amount of swagger can match the precision of technology."
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Iron Toliet Paper Man vs Bully Maguire: Dawn of Justice
ActionIn a world threatened by chaos, two legendary forces rise to confront the ultimate question: Can brains, technology, and innovation triumph over raw swagger, dance moves, and finger guns? Iron Toilet Paper Man, an eccentric billionaire genius with a...
