I'm starting a work-out log

2009-07-20T03:28:10Z

So I'm going to be dropping some serious weight now that it is starting to cool down. I'm keeping a log for those out there who need proof that you CAN do it yourself. I am not doing some nutrasystem or weightwatchers bullshit, I'm doing this myself by cutting things out of my diet and excersize and a miracle diet pill called Alli. Alli strips some fat away from what you eat and ALL the commercials about it are true. A lot of my friends are on it and they look AMAZING. So here is my starting line.

Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 243.5 lbs

I am going for a quick run, about half a mile. I will run, then re-calculate my weight and pulse.

From the mind of Perfect Darkness.....

2008-06-10T07:00:26Z

An Iron Man Fan-Fiction.

Chapters: 1/?
Word Count: 1000+
Rating: Teen or Mature. You decide based on warnings.
Warnings: Violence, character death, suggestive thoughts, language.

**********CAUTION: BRIEF SPOILERS TO THE MOVIE. Read on, but don't blame me if you get spoiled.**********

"Don't mess with the settings, just take the picture!" The young airman said

KABOOM! The first humvee erupted in a spray of shrapnel, followed by hostile gunfire.

"What do we got?!" Anthony Edward Stark shouted, spilling his scotch.

A female airman exited the drivers side, only to be shot in the chest. Another soldier exited the passenger side. "Jimmy, stay with Stark!" he shouted at the soldier next to Tony.

"Get down!" the young Airman said, pushing Stark down behind the passenger seat. "Wait here!"

"No no no no!" Tony Stark shouted at the Soldier, but a shrapnel grenade went off, swiss-cheesing the opposite half of the humvee.

The airman collapsed.

Tony's ears were ringing, but he could distinguish the constant sound of hostile gunfire.

Don't these bastards ever run out of ammo?

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"What the hell is going on!?" Commander Xerxes shouted at the holographic form.

"Hostile shrapnel detonation at 6, 9, 11 and 5 o'clock Ma'am." The on board AI, Zeiah, announced.

"Commander, Stark's Humvee was just hit!" Captain Aneir hit the breaks.

"Report" She ordered

"Four in vehicle, 3 logged KIA. Bringing up identification now" Aneir punched a sequence into an on board console.

The screen brought up vitals for the Humvee. Three KIA military personnel.

"Stark is still alive. We're going in. Zeiah, calculate the enemy's forces. I want to know how much they still have to throw at us" Xerxes barked. "Captain, take Mitchal and Keyes and provide cover fire. We need Stark out ASAP."

"Ma'am, what about you?" the Captain said, double-checking his gear.

"I'm going to get Stark, and hopefully not shot in the process." She said, sliding a magazine into her P90.

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"Oh this sucks, this really sucks. Damn it! Come on!" Stark hit the back of his cellphone. "No signal, ugh." He laid his head back against the rock he was hiding behind.

"Stark! Stark where the hell are you?!" a female voice shouted over the gunfire.

He sighed. "Yeah, I'm hallucinating. Sexy voice in the middle of a desert battle. Right." Tony wiped the sweat off his forehead with his tie.

"Come on, Stark I know you're alive. Speak up if you're in cover, don't come out!!" the Commander was getting irritated. She knew enough about Tony Stark to know how stuck up and an ass he was.

"Well, it couldn't hurt to try." He muttered to himself. "Over here!" he pushed a rock to make gain acknowledgment from the voice.

Footsteps approached him, and a woman in her late 20's slid into cover next to him. She was wearing a fitted black dress uniform, her blue overcoat shining with her medals. Black hair and eagle sharp blue eyes, with smooth porcelain skin. Her cherry lips pursed into a frown, she slammed another magazine into her P90 and blindfired over the rock. Tony turned to his right.

"Why hello there" He said, with his signature smile.

Xerxes passed him a glance. "Zeiah, I want that tac-data NOW" the Commander shouted at her gun.

"Online. Hostiles appear to have Anti-Air weaponry, cautionary action advised." Zeiah chirped

"No shit" Xerxes muttered "Mr. Stark-"

"Tony, please." He smiled

"Tony. Can you operate one of these?" She handed him a .45. He pulled the slide back and was rewarded with a laser-etched Stark Industries logo.

"Yeah, after all I designed it." He showed her the logo, smiling.

She laughed slightly. Tony tugged at his collar.

"Commander" Zeiah sounded worried

"Go ahead"

"Additional military KIAs reported."

"Who.."

Tony noticed her voice was shaky.

"Three additional KIAs reported for Aneir, Mitchal and Keyes." Zeiah filed reports on them.

Xerxes gritted her teeth and turned her back to him.

"Time to go" she said, and flicked the safety off.

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"Where are the infidels?" Aaib shouted "Load the shrapnel! Once completion has reached the spirits, Mandarin will surely reward us with trinkets fit for a thousand princes!" He preached to his soldiers.

"Long rule, the 10 Rings!" they all shouted in unison.

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"Do you have a plan?" Tony inquired

"Yeah, we just need- ARGHHHHHHHHHH!" the Commander screamed as a piece of shrapnel landed in her thigh.

"Oh shit" He fumbled around for his tie "Here"

He lifted her dress until he could see the shrapnel. He swallowed hard...

"Stark, what the hell are you doing AHHHHHHHHRGH" she groaned

"It has to be tight or else the blood will pool, and you'll lose more faster" He pulled it tight, then double knotted it.

"Ughhh...Do you....have...a stick?" she panted

"A what? Oh, here" Tony handed her a stick "Is this your plan? The whole bigger-stick peace policy doesn't work when they have guns and we don't"

"Mmph, not just the...stick..." She removed her dress-coat, her medals shining as they hit the ground.

Oh....sleeveless......wow.....

Tony stared, until he realized she was staring back.

"You okay?" She removed the medals, and wedged the pins into the stick.

"Commander, hostiles have armed laser guidance systems. Relocate point suggested." Zeiah noted

"Good."

Tony was still staring. Xerxes didn't pay any mind to it.

Typical handsome, billionaire playboy. Very handsome too.....

"Done" She announced, holding up a stick with shiny medals attached.

"You're going to use the medals to reflect the laser guidance so they shoot at themselves? Sweet." Stark said, still eying her.

She shoved the stick in the reticle of her P90, and held it up.

"Laser guidance locking onto our position" Zeiah announced

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"Malim! The lasers are ready!" Aaib announced

Malim nodded "Target the middle vehicle. Fire when ready." Malim turned around and went back into his tent.

"Praise be to the sorcerer!" Aaib shouted, and he released the missile.

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The missile's laser registered the thermal targets.

:/-/ Targets acquired.

:/-/ Laser guidance confirmed.

:/-/ Override initiated. New target registering.

:/-/ 180 degree turn initiating. Locking onto target.

:/-/ Detonating. Thank you for using Stark Industries.

BOOM!

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"Zeiah, status of that missile" Xerxes exhaled

"Missile detonation confirmed. Hostiles have been neu...tra....lizedddddddddddd ERROR ERROR warning, inbound missile. Seek........................shelter...................kshhhhhhhhhhh" Zeiah went dead.

A missile etched with Stark Industries landed in front of Xerxes and Stark.

"Son of a-" they both said, before being knocked unconscious by the explosion.

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End 1

perfec7darkness @ 2008-06-05T20:11:00

2008-06-06T03:26:46Z

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