Hard to gauge considering there isn't much left when and where I'm from, in all honesty. However I like to think I've taken on the single-handed advancement of technology pretty well. My metal men and sick AIs are sweet as fuck.
AI that know how to bring the pain and drop sweet rhymes. And another whose primary function is to answers messages in my place. Initially experimental, but it's pretty handy.
You're talking to Tony Stark, remember. Everything is too scarce for my liking.
[They've had their moment, but Tony isn't so great at sharing his tech plans with the world. He doesn't even have a security system here. Or bodyguards. Or... anything at all.]
Sorry, learned my lesson with sharing. Not that I don't trust you. But I don't trust you.
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Guy needs sparring partners of both the physical and verbal variety.
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[Because his is JARVIS.]
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However I like to think I've taken on the single-handed advancement of technology pretty well.
My metal men and sick AIs are sweet as fuck.
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[A question in a very short, concise statement.]
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And another whose primary function is to answers messages in my place.
Initially experimental, but it's pretty handy.
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Been doing it for fuck know's how long.
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Had one back home.
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I suppose it was important somehow.
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[And friend. And companion when he was alone and couldn't trust anyone else. Why is he saying this stuff again? To a stranger no less.]
So who are you.
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He sounds like a cool guy.
Name's Dirk Strider.
Yourself?
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Tony Stark.
[A pause.]
Nice to meet you. Through text.
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Iron Man.
That some sort of fanboy alias?
In any case, good to meet you too.
Though in my opinion text detracts nothing.
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You know who I am.
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Not an alias.
I am Iron Man.
Just not here.
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Well ain't that something.
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They make movies about me now? Hope they got someone good to represent.
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A pretty swoon-worthy dude, I'd say.
So what wonders do you plan to construct with these scraps?
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All the toys. You'll see.
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Resources are kind of scarce, though.
And coming from me that's sure saying something.
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Everything is too scarce for my liking.
[They've had their moment, but Tony isn't so great at sharing his tech plans with the world. He doesn't even have a security system here. Or bodyguards. Or... anything at all.]
Sorry, learned my lesson with sharing.
Not that I don't trust you.
But I don't trust you.
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