Debut

It had been a month since he told his 'friend' Tony Stark about the company's suspicious transactions and just as he had planned the plot had changed. Tony put weapons manufacturing on hold as he started an internal investigation thus causing the Stark stock to drop months ahead of schedule.

Friendship-wise it's rocky but Stark did do his part and made a set of knives, swords, bow staffs and compound bows with the addition of some gimmicky stuff. Then again he snuck some surveillance into it. Due to Sol's constant break-in at Stark's home, it has become an impenetrable fortress.

Now standing outside Tony's front door in his white suit Sol sighed tiredly "Jarvis can't you like take a day off, You messing with the bromance I'm trying to build with Antz"

(A.N: Anthony Stark is Tony Stark's full name)

"In Mr Bastard's last 2 visits, Mr Bastard not only destroyed all surveillance but had even attempted to destroy the main server room. After much consideration, Mr Bastard shall be treated as a nuisance that should be kept off the property at all costs"

Not caring for how he was addressed Sol rebutted "Yeah but did you have to go with a magnetic field covering every inch? If I didn't test it first I would have been hit by the 100 mA from those automated stun guns. I'm starting to think you don't like me"

"Mr Stark has made it clear that Mr Bastard is not to take a single step into the property"

"Come on Jarvis it's your boy Therapy, Therapy, Therapy man. Can you just let me slide this time around?"

Before Jarvis could reply Tony's voice came from the intercom "Get the fuck out of here you psycho!"

"Ant, buddy, pal, amigo, brother, homie, dowg let me in so we can continue where we left off"

"It's Tony you nutjob. I've built everything you asked for so get lost"

Sol looked stunned as he clutched his chest in sorrow "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind"

"That only applies to the sane"

Sol dropped his heartbreak act and pulled out an old tape recorder "Mr Stark believes that the mentally handicapped don't deserve happiness. Has his tragic love with the beautiful Pepper strained his perception or does his scientific mind deem the handicap as a mistake that must cleansed for the better of mankind? All this and more on the Sadboy Ant podcast where we discuss Ant's personal beliefs and his troubles"

"What was that?!" Asked Tony

Naively rubbing the back of his head Sol responded "It's a little passion project. Hey do you want to invest it's like a super duper cool idea where I keep tabs on my Best Friendo"

Instead of a verbal reply, Sol was met with multiple automated stun guns pointed at him.

"Tony baby it aint gotta be like this"

*Zzap*

Sol jumped back just barely avoiding before tipping his hat "Fine I'll take my business elsewhere. See you soon"

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Despite his best efforts, he got no Gacha for changing the plot, he's still working on the friend thing.

Through a process of elimination, he's left with two opting to steal and to entertain. When stealing he's looking for items that have importance to the plot and the latter he's trying to garner a huge burst of emotions like an entertainment system.

Posing as the renowned Thinker on the nose of the SR-71 blackbird in the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum was Sol. Wearing a charcoal suit, a knotted red cravat, covered by a full-length, bright scarlet frock overcoat with a cape and a pair of black combat boots. Also sporting a matching floppy-brimmed red fedora and a pair of circular, tinted, wire-framed orange sunglasses with white gloves.

He was initially gonna go with Carmen Sandiego's iconic red trench coat and matching fedora but then realised he could just go with Hellsing Alucard.

(A.N: Alucard but a bright red and brown skin)

The surrounding crowd quickly took notice of Sol.

"hey is that part of the exhibit" Said, a random tourist

"Huh? Security! Sir please carefully get down" Said a staff member acting as a guide

The blackbird was quickly surrounded by guards with one of them putting a ladder up. Samuel stood up patting the non-existent dust off and graciously bowed down with a finger over his lip.

Standing tall he puts his right arm out then pulls the sleeves to reveal nothing hidden and with a snap of his fingers a deck of cards materialized between his fingers. He performed a set of cardistry moves that monetarily awed the audience before he suddenly threw it high into the air where it then combusted and turned into a curtain of fire.

The fire set off the fire alarm causing the sprinklers to go off. Sol stepped off the nose and floated gracefully towards the female guide. Not giving the woman a chance to escape he abruptly pulled her by her hand.

Like a cheezy romcom, the lights bled through the cascading water coming from sprinklers and fell on the image of the Guide slipping into his arms where he then dipped her before kissing her.

"What the fuck? Wow, damn" a mix of comments came from the audience

The guide fell into a trance before she mustered up the little bit of shame she had and struck him with a slap. Sol hastily pulled back as the slap brushed past the tip of his nose.

The guards cautiously approached but before they could get close Sol picked the guide up in bridal carry.

He looked deep into the guide's eyes with sincere love and devotion as he poured his heart out "You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love… I love… I love you. And I never wish to be parted from you from this day on"

The guide was once again stumped by the sudden onslaught of words before shaking it off and shouting "Security do something?"

Sol tossed her at the grouped guards near him.

"Ah, Bastard!!" Shouted the guide as she was hurled through the air before being caught

Samuel calmly snapped his fingers resulting in blank pieces of cards appearing in between his fingers "Love is patient, love is kind, love means slowly losing your mind."

"Did he just quote 27 dresses?" said a woman from the audience

With a flick of his hands, the card flew into the faces of the still-standing guards before it burst into a blinding fluorescent white light. At an extraordinary speed, he moved around the guards and tied them up with multiple chains and locks.

His hands clasped behind him, his chest puffed up and chin raised high he looks down at him through his nose with a deadpan expression he bellows in a deep voice. "You play a good game boy. . .but now the game is finished, now you die"

Then bang confetti falls from the ceiling over his tied-up assailants.

A low whisper came from the audience "I know that one it's from Phantasm"

Sol gave a courteous bow to his audience garnering confused looks as they awkwardly clapped.

*CLAP. . . CLAP*

Then Sol casually walked to the Captain America exhibit. Captured by his performance the crowd followed unconsciously throwing caution to the wind.

Once in front of Captain America's wax dummy that was wearing the original uniform and pistol encased in glass. Sol once again performed for his audience. They watched as Sol took his hat off and reached in. He appeared to struggle with whatever he was pulling out.

Then with some visible strain on his face, he gave a low grunt as he anticlimactically pulled out a short hammer used to break glass in case of emergency.

"Give me liberty, give me death" He shouted dramatically with an old timely tinge

He gently tapped it on the glass that encased the Captain America mannequin but no result.

He comically began to whack the hammer from multiple angles before becoming frustrated as he kicked the glass stubbing his toe in the process. Sol grabbed his foot in pain and hopped around rousing a few chuckles from the audience.

He calmly collected himself and started at the reinforced glass while tapping his temple with his finger before raising said finger signifying that he had a plan. Once again he rummaged through his hat with an audible sound of things being pushed to the side.

*clank, whizz, crash, thud*

After a minute of searching, he pulled out a comically large ring that had a regular-sized diamond. Holding it in both hands he carefully etched the glass with a hole big enough for him to go through. Then he tapped it expecting the glass to fall through but once again no result causing the crowd to chuckle again.

Just as Sol planned to continue his show a uniformed group of armed policemen approached. Sol quickly reached into his jacket and pulled out an all-black katana. Dropping the comical demeanour which was then replaced with a steel gaze that possessed endless strength.

"Put the weapon down!"

Sol ignored their plea as a black hole opened up and swallowed the entire glass case containing Captain America before disappearing.

"What the?!!"

Without a second thought, the police shot at him.

Sol released a long breath as he quickly drew his sword cutting, blocking and dodging bullets while lamenting on the poor mental strength the police had. Not wanting to deal with them anymore he dropped a smoke bomb. As the smoke cleared Sol's figure was replaced by an easel holding a comically large thank-you note.

(A.N: If you've seen the mask by Jim Carrey then there you have it MC when he's "working" and no The mask will not be in the Gacha or any DC/Marvel cartoon. I didn't bother with a complicated fight as they are just grunts and the highlight is how he acts)