T O N Y S T A R K (
repulsors) wrote in
asgardeventide2012-03-09 07:02 pm
oo1 - video
[ so, Tony's been kind of absent lately. he has a tendency to do that when he decides there's something more important afoot. in this case, the more important matter is reading up on this place and trying to find materials. what is the man without his prosthesis? it's just not right.
but see, it's kind of difficult to scavenge properly when you're stuck inside the city and can't get past the wall. so Tony's kind of frustrated. he'll pop up on the network rubbing his fingers along his beard and staring for a good few seconds before he speaks. ]
Yeah, see, I don't get it. First there's a giant dragon setting our asses on fire. Then there are little...Frosty the Snowman things that seem hellbent on getting their own fair share of alien ass. [ a pause. ] Alien. Alien? Yeah, no, that's right, we're uh, we're technically aliens here, so. Yeah. And y'know, I'm not opposed per se, but it's not really the kind of ass I'm typically used to. And now there's some crazy Viagra-popper telling me to watch out. Seems you guys got some problems you need to sort out.
[ and when he sits back, the feed takes a second to refocus on him. if you pay attention, you can see there are some electronics that have been dismantled in the background. is that a TV? it's unclear what, but he's definitely trying to build something back there, and the pieces are scattered around a helmet. ]
But anyway, back to my original point - I don't get it. You "gods" want us to save your little world, right? I can buy that. My own needs some help once in a while; whose doesn't? But that's a pretty hefty task, don't you think? So I- I think that, considering I at least have experience with this kind of thing, you're asking me for a favor, and I think I'm entitled to a little more than sharing a bathroom.
I— You guys are the ones that kidnapped me. You should know who I am, unless it's just this- huge, cosmic lottery that I lost. Which is starting to sound more likely every day. I can accept that, fine. But Tony Stark [ and there's a gesture towards himself ] does not share a bathroom, and he does not share it with Mr. Neatfreak Sasquatch. [ and then a vague wave at a closed door.
and Tony pauses before turning in that direction, his voice rising a little so Sam can hear him through the door— ] Which, by the way, Muttonchops? You need to put a tie on your doorknob or something whenever your Fuzzy Forest Friends come around. I don't like sharing, and I like the thought of people walking in on me in the bathroom even less.
God. [ it's just a quiet groan as Tony closes his eyes to rub his forehead. ] This is ridiculous - I haven't had a good Scotch in what feels like years; I'm starving. [ he points at the feed, giving everyone a Look. ] Y'know what, when Fury busts my ass for missing rehearsal for his boy band, I'm pinning it on you guys. Because for once, it isn't actually my fault.
[ and it ends there. ]
[ooc; in which we find out that he rambles when he complains. sup guys, Tony Stark is back in action. :3a]
but see, it's kind of difficult to scavenge properly when you're stuck inside the city and can't get past the wall. so Tony's kind of frustrated. he'll pop up on the network rubbing his fingers along his beard and staring for a good few seconds before he speaks. ]
Yeah, see, I don't get it. First there's a giant dragon setting our asses on fire. Then there are little...Frosty the Snowman things that seem hellbent on getting their own fair share of alien ass. [ a pause. ] Alien. Alien? Yeah, no, that's right, we're uh, we're technically aliens here, so. Yeah. And y'know, I'm not opposed per se, but it's not really the kind of ass I'm typically used to. And now there's some crazy Viagra-popper telling me to watch out. Seems you guys got some problems you need to sort out.
[ and when he sits back, the feed takes a second to refocus on him. if you pay attention, you can see there are some electronics that have been dismantled in the background. is that a TV? it's unclear what, but he's definitely trying to build something back there, and the pieces are scattered around a helmet. ]
But anyway, back to my original point - I don't get it. You "gods" want us to save your little world, right? I can buy that. My own needs some help once in a while; whose doesn't? But that's a pretty hefty task, don't you think? So I- I think that, considering I at least have experience with this kind of thing, you're asking me for a favor, and I think I'm entitled to a little more than sharing a bathroom.
I— You guys are the ones that kidnapped me. You should know who I am, unless it's just this- huge, cosmic lottery that I lost. Which is starting to sound more likely every day. I can accept that, fine. But Tony Stark [ and there's a gesture towards himself ] does not share a bathroom, and he does not share it with Mr. Neatfreak Sasquatch. [ and then a vague wave at a closed door.
and Tony pauses before turning in that direction, his voice rising a little so Sam can hear him through the door— ] Which, by the way, Muttonchops? You need to put a tie on your doorknob or something whenever your Fuzzy Forest Friends come around. I don't like sharing, and I like the thought of people walking in on me in the bathroom even less.
God. [ it's just a quiet groan as Tony closes his eyes to rub his forehead. ] This is ridiculous - I haven't had a good Scotch in what feels like years; I'm starving. [ he points at the feed, giving everyone a Look. ] Y'know what, when Fury busts my ass for missing rehearsal for his boy band, I'm pinning it on you guys. Because for once, it isn't actually my fault.
[ and it ends there. ]
[ooc; in which we find out that he rambles when he complains. sup guys, Tony Stark is back in action. :3a]

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