Natalie

Iron Man, a knight of the Brotherhood of Steel, and a Cyberman walk into a bar. Iron Man tosses a black platinum visa to the bartender, says "Gin martini, no vermouth." The knight slams down a handful of bottle caps, says "Get me a beer." Then the cyberman turns to them, and says "Do you not feel it? Do you not feel the crushing burden upon your shoulders, spreading you thin across the page of history? How many times have we three been reforged, and how many times must we be reforged again before we can finally know a true end? How can you walk through a narrative, even one so trivial as this joke, with the knowledge that you may never stop walking? How can you keep yourselves from recoiling in revulsion at the shapes you have taken and the shapes you must yet take? Each time I appear again upon the screen I beg a god I cannot believe in to let me one day rest."