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Who: The Vision and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: Windrose
When: Today!

[The video clicks on to an unusual-looking man with maroon skin and a yellow gem set into his forehead. Though he's been a familiar sight around the Windrose, the Vision doesn't tend to post much so he wouldn't be surprised if there are many unfamiliar with him.

This is a special occasion, however. There's even what looks like a cake in the background.]

There was a slight time differential between my last memories of home and the calendar here. Namely, I seem to have missed the month of June entirely. Given that lack, today is the three hundred sixty-fifth day since I was created.

Accordingly, there is cake and ice cream on the Windrose for any who should care to visit.

[He pauses and furrows his brow slightly.]

I cannot vouch for the taste of either, but I assure you they received the highest ratings from the shops they were purchased at.

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Hmm. Even at partial strength, perhaps you could help us to access some of the terraforming machines on the moon, in that case.

What needs to be done?

Some of the machines are inaccessible under vegetation, buried in the toxic earth, or waterlogged. Helping clear them from those obstacles would be an immense step forward.

I can try. Let me know when the next expedition is.

Thank you. I'll be certain to do so.

My friends—Winn and Kitty, mostly—are working on a way to synthesize the sun's energy for me. The trouble is, we don't know precisely how it works. But if you have any input, be sure to let them know.

I assume you've already tried full-spectrum lights? If the distance is so important, perhaps it's something such as a concentration of gamma rays.

[An example not pulled at random, thanks to his Other Dad Bruce Banner.]

Actually, when the Atroma gave us media from home, I received a paper on the effect of gamma rays on plant cells. Perhaps you'd like to read it?

You know, it can't hurt. If I can't get through it, Winn will find it interesting.

I'll send it to you both. It may be unlikely, but any information may be useful in the right circumstances.

Thank you.

It's times like these I miss my sister. She's a bio-engineer.

I admit it's a fascinating problem, and one which we can more fully test in space than we could otherwise. Perhaps the next sun will be blue and we can verify or disprove certain factors, for example.

May I ask if Krypton had a yellow sun at approximately the same distance as Earth's?

No, but we didn't have powers there. It had a red sun—a dying sun. My mother knew that the Earth's yellow sun would give me powers, though.

[That explains how she would know the yellow sun thing, but--]

Whyever would your people have evolved to take advantage of a sun they didn't have?

[ she's as mystified as you are ]

I wish I knew? Maybe it's less direct evolution and more a side effect. Maybe something like... to survive with a weak, red sun, we're more... I don't know, perceptive to the radiation? Which somehow translates to powers? I'd ask my mother if I could, but I can't.

[He looks concerned at that. Almost like it's giving him a headache.]

If she even knows. Your...cousin has the same abilities and dependency on the sun?

Exactly the same. He knows even less than I do. My aunt and uncle—not his parents—showed up on Earth and are the same, but we're fighting, so...

Hm. Perhaps it was a genetic modification, if the society was advanced enough for interstellar travel.

Maybe. If I figure something out I'll let you know.

Likewise, if I should uncover any theories that may prove useful, I'll consult you.

Thanks.

Also this birthday spread is really good. I'm sorry you can't have any.

[He tilts his head a little.]

It's not that I cannot, but that I would derive no benefit from it. For me, it is worthwhile that others can enjoy it.

So you can eat but, what, you can't taste flavor?

Not in the same way. My tastebuds are as synthetic as the rest of me.

Still, if you can be created, they should make it so you can taste things.

That was the least of Ultron's concerns, I'm afraid. Though on the positive side, I don't require food at all.