tony (badass motherfucker) stark (
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driftfleet2016-05-17 08:13 pm
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Who: Tony Stark [
privatizes and YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: S.S. Pathstone.
When: Now!
[ tony has spoken to some folks on the fleet already, and has figured out a number of things.
1. this is not the first time he has been here. apparently, there have been multiple versions of him here, and therefore a good number of people aboard the fleet knows who he is. whether or not that's a good thing is yet to be determined.
2. there are alternate dimensions, universes, and worlds. which he knew already, thanks to loki and his fucking magical mystery tour of hell a few years ago, but it's a lot different here. memory mismanagement, different versions of different people... hawkeye is a chick now? sure, whatever. okay.
3. he has no suit. he has no lab. he has no money. he has literally nothing that he usually brings to the table when he does this whole 'good guy' thing, and so he has to make do with the weapons he does have.
4. the reality tv thing is probably bullshit, but you know what? let's do this thing.
so when tony finally turns on the camera to greet the fleet properly, he's sitting at the communications station on the pathstone, fiddling with a screwdriver in his hands. ]
So.
[ smooth beginning ]
What's a guy gotta do for a decent latte around here?
[ that's it. that's the post. time to feel out how many people actually recognize him around here. but first: ]
[ encrypted; filtered to steve rogers, wanda maximoff, peggy carter, and the vision ]
Hey, gang. Avengers Assemble or whatever.
[ he really just wanted to say it once. but after that joke, tony grows a little more serious. ]
I set up an encrypted feed. You're all on the list. I'm the only one who can add people on and off it, so don't bother trying, 'cause I'll both notice and be pissed that you tried. The Atroma can probably read and listen to every single word, but I'm still not convinced the rest of the Fleet is as trustworthy or welcoming as they claim to be. Best we keep anything superhero related to ourselves.
[ and he pauses ]
They put me on the Pathstone. It has no shields and no weaponry, but it has a jacuzzi.
[ said in the world's most dry tone ]
And on a totally hypothetical note, what happens when you apply to be captain on the computer?
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: S.S. Pathstone.
When: Now!
[ tony has spoken to some folks on the fleet already, and has figured out a number of things.
1. this is not the first time he has been here. apparently, there have been multiple versions of him here, and therefore a good number of people aboard the fleet knows who he is. whether or not that's a good thing is yet to be determined.
2. there are alternate dimensions, universes, and worlds. which he knew already, thanks to loki and his fucking magical mystery tour of hell a few years ago, but it's a lot different here. memory mismanagement, different versions of different people... hawkeye is a chick now? sure, whatever. okay.
3. he has no suit. he has no lab. he has no money. he has literally nothing that he usually brings to the table when he does this whole 'good guy' thing, and so he has to make do with the weapons he does have.
4. the reality tv thing is probably bullshit, but you know what? let's do this thing.
so when tony finally turns on the camera to greet the fleet properly, he's sitting at the communications station on the pathstone, fiddling with a screwdriver in his hands. ]
So.
[ smooth beginning ]
What's a guy gotta do for a decent latte around here?
[ that's it. that's the post. time to feel out how many people actually recognize him around here. but first: ]
[ encrypted; filtered to steve rogers, wanda maximoff, peggy carter, and the vision ]
Hey, gang. Avengers Assemble or whatever.
[ he really just wanted to say it once. but after that joke, tony grows a little more serious. ]
I set up an encrypted feed. You're all on the list. I'm the only one who can add people on and off it, so don't bother trying, 'cause I'll both notice and be pissed that you tried. The Atroma can probably read and listen to every single word, but I'm still not convinced the rest of the Fleet is as trustworthy or welcoming as they claim to be. Best we keep anything superhero related to ourselves.
[ and he pauses ]
They put me on the Pathstone. It has no shields and no weaponry, but it has a jacuzzi.
[ said in the world's most dry tone ]
And on a totally hypothetical note, what happens when you apply to be captain on the computer?

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I do waive the fee for friends, and I'm an expert latte-orderer.
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[ lightly ]
Tony Stark. Expert latte-drinker. Collector of friends who give out free stuff, and willing to trade some of the ones he's got for perks. Only some, though. I'm attached to a few of them.
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[ she brightens when she hears his name ]
Oh! Are you friends with Vision? I think he has a fish named after you.
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He has a what named after me?
[ you did not just say that the godlike being tony helped create named a fish after him ]
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A fish?
It glows?
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The Vision named a glowing fish after me.
[ ARE YOU KIDDING ME ]
What color is it?
[ this is important ]
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Tolerable.
[ it is decided ]
To answer your question, we're in the same squad. [ are they friends? yeah, probably. but the vision is complicated, and the vision and JARVIS are too closely intermingled for tony to sort out how he feels about it yet. ] I guess we're friends. Close enough.
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[ without skipping a beat ]
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[ tony stark: surprisingly well informed in pop culture ]
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[ automatically ]
We're probably from the same universe, or relatively close -- or the Atroma likes kidnapping humans from the 21st century.
[ either way -- simple. best. done. ]
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I'm from National City in 2016. Ring any bells?
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{ after a moment or two of mapping out where that is in his mind ]
Or... some version of San Diego? Or are you in a brand shiny new National City? What coast are you on? Are you in America?
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I'm based in Manhattan. New York City. USA. Other side of the country.
[ for now, anyway. ]
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[ at least she's not throwing around words like asgard and other garbage that makes his head hurt ]
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So are you gonna tell me what this person does or what's the significance of CatCo or am I supposed to guess?
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CatCo is a media empire, and Ms. Grant is, as she likes to put it, the Queen of All Media.