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aggravating) wrote2013-05-07 08:12 pm
aggravating) wrote2013-05-07 08:12 pm
Mark I - Video;
[The camera is facing the wall. An interesting thing, seeing as there must be some sort of reason someone would purposefully start broadcasting a picture of the wall. Perhaps it was going to change? Perhaps there was a pattern hidden there, something just slightly off-white patterned there. Some hidden message, some hidden meaning. Perhaps all the answers to life were in that one little piece of a room, that one, focused image of a wall being sent around the barge. Perhaps-]
Back in black! [Oh.] I hit the sack [Is that-] I've been too long [Oh no.] I'm glad to be back!
[And just like that, AD/DC at full force in the background, the camera is picked up, held up and at an angle pure myspace style, revealing one Tony Stark in all his business suited glory.] Honey, I'm home! [Aaaand down goes the communicator on the nearest desk.] And, so we're all on the same page here, I fully endorse a battle royale to figure out who honey is. Although I warn you now, I'm a picky soul, and my heart belongs to one thing and one thing only.
[Wait for it, pause for dramatic effect, drum roll please!
... Yeah he's just stepping aside to show the Mark VII in all it's powered down glory.]
It's the red and gold that got me. I still say I go with the red suit and you wear the gold lace, babe.
I believe the lace would flatter your figure better, sir.
Fair point. [Yup. That's one smart-talking computer program that's followed Tony to the barge. Again. JARVIS is practically a part of him at this point. But at the very least Tony seems to be calming down, finally sitting at the desk the communicator's on and tilting it up a little to eye the camera a bit better.] Quick debrief. I'm back of my own free will. Lacking the invisible shackles this time around, and this? [Have a quick wiggle of his phone] I got promoted to camp counselor. So someone get the blogs out and give me updates.
Back in black! [Oh.] I hit the sack [Is that-] I've been too long [Oh no.] I'm glad to be back!
[And just like that, AD/DC at full force in the background, the camera is picked up, held up and at an angle pure myspace style, revealing one Tony Stark in all his business suited glory.] Honey, I'm home! [Aaaand down goes the communicator on the nearest desk.] And, so we're all on the same page here, I fully endorse a battle royale to figure out who honey is. Although I warn you now, I'm a picky soul, and my heart belongs to one thing and one thing only.
[Wait for it, pause for dramatic effect, drum roll please!
... Yeah he's just stepping aside to show the Mark VII in all it's powered down glory.]
It's the red and gold that got me. I still say I go with the red suit and you wear the gold lace, babe.
I believe the lace would flatter your figure better, sir.
Fair point. [Yup. That's one smart-talking computer program that's followed Tony to the barge. Again. JARVIS is practically a part of him at this point. But at the very least Tony seems to be calming down, finally sitting at the desk the communicator's on and tilting it up a little to eye the camera a bit better.] Quick debrief. I'm back of my own free will. Lacking the invisible shackles this time around, and this? [Have a quick wiggle of his phone] I got promoted to camp counselor. So someone get the blogs out and give me updates.
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Holy fuck, it's fucking Iron Man!
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Alright, he can handle this. He's been getting this since day one, even pre suit.
So here, have a placating smile, kid.]
Yeah. Hi. Tony Stark, Iron Man.
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Holy shit. What the fuck are you doing on this crappy boat?
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So they say.
The superhero deal. Putting up with the Admiral's crappy piloting to make the world a better place blah blah isn't that a little personal?
[Just saying]
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Seriously.
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A+]
And yeah, I am. Glad to see someone here gets it. [And to totally change topics...] What's your deal, then? Psychopath teenager or some boyscout do-good type trying to cut a deal for a sick sister?
[Tony pls. At least try to not be a dick to the one person who's treating you with real celebrity status]
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