Stark 001 [video]

[coolexec]

[So Somarium, have a Tony who has taken his sweet time doing any sort of Dreamberry post, probably because of the flood and him having to spend so much time settling in prior to it. But anyway, he's got things he needs to ask that can't really be put on hold any longer.]

Okay people of Somarium, a few things:

Number one, where does a guy go to get a

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[smokesinspace]

Dunno about the first, but you'll probably find a lot of scrap metal lying around from the flood.

Otherwise just head over to the Industrial District. Figured the name would make it obvious.

[coolexec]

Why don't people know where the bars are, seriously? Do you people just drink at home like bitter old alcoholics with the TV blaring?

Anyway, moving on, I don't know about you but I'm still new here seeing as the flood kind of interrupted my chances to go exploring and where I'm from, we don't exactly have 'industrial districts' full of spare parts and scrap.

[smokesinspace]

I don't drink, so how the *&^# would I know?

[mutter grumble.]

It's called "Industrial." What the hell else would it have, *&$#^&@ porcelain and glass? It's full of junk heaps and *&^%. Just go over there, find a metal shop, and they'll give whatever for a small price.

[coolexec]

Wait...did you just get censored? And why the hell don't you drink because that's abnormal and I'm not sure I can trust advice from a guy who doesn't drink.

I might need porcelain and glass for a bust of myself. [Hello, he will now harrass this stranger forever because damn, they're sour.] And industrial is a genre of music. Could've been the club district where people grind to techno covered in glosticks.

[smokesinspace]

Shut up, it's the goddamn *&$^&%@ Dreamberry. And I don't drink because a drunk pilot's a dead pilot. Tea suits me just fine.

The hell kind of music is industrial? Just loud racket? [snort.]

[coolexec]

And yours has parental control, that's cute, really. Tea? [There's a mutter of 'jesus christ' under his breath.] Personally I always like a little alcohol in my bloodstream when I'm flying, relaxes me, gets me in the zone.

More or less; drum machines, synths, samplers - soundtrack for a trashy night in an alley.

[smokesinspace]

[B|] Like to hear you say that when you crash into the side of a building.

Now I've told you where to get your *&$# so stop *&$#@&^ around. Other folks like me have actual work they gotta do.

[coolexec]

JARVIS would never let me crash.

Can I have a name or will I just have to call you 'that charming tea-drinking son of a bitch' instead?

[smokesinspace]

The hell is "JARVIS", your butler?

[snort.] Cid Highwind.

[coolexec]

JARVIS is an AI program. He ran my house for me when I was at home but I added him to the Iron Man suit as well to help with running the systems and telling me what I need to know.

Well Cid Highwind it is an absolute pleasure to meet you, I'm Tony Stark.

[smokesinspace]

Still sounds like a butler. And what the *&$# is an "Iron Man" suit?

[grunt.] Yeah, pleasure. Whatever.

[coolexec]

Pretty sure he'd disagree with you there. And an Iron Man suit is...

[Instead of talking, he spins around in his chair to where the suit is standing.]

[smokesinspace]

[and just giving it a glance.]

Some kinna comic hero prissed up get-up.

[coolexec]

[Better just be a glance because a long look would have you dead from jealousy B|]

Well I'm not in any comics [that he knows of] but I am a hero.

[smokesinspace]

[yeah. jealous of anyone who didn't have to see it B|

also, wouldn't be surprised if comics weren't made of him...you know like in tribute or stuff. product/publicity.]

Hero of what? Ego-ville?

[coolexec]

Actually, not far off the mark; I'm from the United States.

[His fabulous humour is probably lost on this guy which is too bad because that is an amazing joke.]