I just wanna start fresh, and leaving my first post untouched seems really out of place, because it doesn't go anywhere if I pursue the new idea I have, so it stands out.
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Hey, is it possible to re-write my first post? Knowing what I know now, I think I wanna take it in a different direction. Is that allowed?
I appreciate all the kind words. They mean a lot to me. I'll try to focus on my own story for right now, and I guess we'll see what happens.
I'll be totally honest, I wanna keep doing this, but I'm super anxious about the whole thing. I don't wanna step on anyone's toes, but...I dunno. Maybe it's just another thing I shouldn't be worried about, but I am regardless.
Woo, did the thing.
Took me several hours, but I did the thing.
Took me several hours, but I did the thing.
When three of your closest friends (one of them being an AI that you designed) tell you to stop working and go for a walk, that's a pretty good sign there's something wrong with you.
It wouldn't be the first time Tony was forced to take a break from his work, and it definitely wouldn't be the last. Everyone he talked to said that it was beneficial, even healthy to relax and just forget about responsibility every once in a while, but he'd only been out for around 15 minutes and he felt the exact opposite of healthy. What was there for him to do out here? There was no tech to design, no negotiations to make, no marketing staff to consult; nothing to do but just walk, maybe shop a little bit, get something to eat, and generally enjoy himself.
How could he enjoy himself when hearing all those car horns going off?
When Tony was at work, he was far too busy to even feel the pain of losing his adoptive parents. Naturally, his grief-riddled brain decided that the only way to repress the sadness was to simply work 24/7. While this did distract him, it also severely hurt both his sleep schedule, and his personal relationships. Pepper and Happy urged him to see a psychiatrist; they even said they'd accompany him to the office if he was nervous about it.
It wasn't about being nervous; it was about being strong.
What would people say if they knew the great Tony Stark had any form of mental illness? He wouldn't be working as much, that was for sure, and less work meant more pain. He couldn't see anyone about this, not even in private. He had to remain solid for the company. Smile, wave, talk about how great things are. Stark Industries was all he had left of his parents; he could lose it like he lost them.
"Sir, we have a situation."
Tony put a finger to his free ear so he could hear J.A.R.V.I.S. more clearly. "Talk to me."
"A Stark Industries truck has flipped onto its side in Queens."
Tony sighed; it seemed that all his business ventures in Queens were just inherently unlucky. He head already turned and started making his way back to the tower when J.A.R.V.I.S. mentioned a situation. "Load up Shell-Head, I'm on my way."
This was technically work, so...sorry, Pepper and Happy.
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Tony was relieved to find that no explosion occurred during the accident. The drivers weren't seriously hurt, either, only trapped. That predicament was easily solved by Tony ripping off the driver's side door and pulling the two men out. They thanked him profusely, even apologizing about the truck.
"Not to worry, gentlemen," Tony said, his voice disguised by the suit's electronic filter, "It's not the shipment that's important; it's the people delivering that shipment."
Some people in the crowd behind him shouted happily, praising both Iron Man and Stark Industries for taking care of their employees. Tony smiled; there was a reason he loved his work. Y'know, aside from the whole "distraction from pain of parents' death" thing.
"Goblins!"
Speaking of distractions, Tony was just about to take off when he heard the word cried out from a single member of the crowd. Turning, Tony watched as the glider-bound robots made their approach. He had been aware of Oscorp's newest development, and for the most part, he tried to ignore it. Osborn's and other city officials' stance on superheroes was none of his business, but they went ahead and made it everyone's by creating a robot police force. Tony had read enough sci-fi novels to know robotic police were the furthest thing from a good idea. Regardless, they were wide-spread now, and it was only a matter of time before one of them caught Tony in the act.
Tony tried to appear as non-threatening as possible as the Goblins dismounted their fliers and came forward. "Don't mind me," he said, "just representing the best of Stark Industries. And sometimes, that means freeing people trapped in overturned vehicles."
"STAND DOWN, SUPERHUMAN," the tinny, booming voice replied. "YOU ARE TO BE DETAINED. YOUR COOPERATION IS RECOMMENDED."
Tony expected that the Goblin wouldn't be able to tell his powered armor from a guy in tights (he supposed that was due to Oscorp'...less than impressive tech). What he DIDN'T expect was what happened next.
Before he could even defend himself, someone from the crowd stepped in between him and the lead Goblin.
"Hey! The guy said to leave him alone!"
The Goblin barely even reacted. "STAND DOWN, CITIZEN."
The interloper folded his arms, refusing to move. "Oh yeah? Or what?"
The crowd gasped as the Goblin drew back its arm and swatted the man out of its way. He flew into the crowd, where he was thankfully caught by some kind observers.
That was enough for Tony.
Raising his arm, he fired a single repulsor blast into the Goblin's chest, sending him flying backward into his two companions. A follow-up last with the EMP generator disabled them, but Tony knew it wouldn't be for long. Before they could recover, he took off into the sky, flying back in the direction of Stark Tower.
"Sir, pardon my language, but I do believe you've screwed up."
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Tony didn't bother watching the news that night; he already knew what the top story would be.
After a very passionate rant from Pepper, Tony managed to convince her to deflect any press members looking to get answers. He didn't even have an answer himself.
He just...reacted.
What was he supposed to do? Come clean and reveal that he and Iron Man were one in the same? Not only would they classify him as a superhero, therefore a threat, he'd most likely lose his company as well. Hell, he remembered how unsure his partners were about the whole "robot bodyguard" thing. How would they feel if they knew HE was the one running around in that suit?
God, how could he be so stupid? He should've just let the police take care of the flipped truck. As much as he hated the idea of retiring Iron Man, he was more afraid of losing the last vestige of his parents. Besides, maybe less time for being Iron Man would mean more time for actually taking Pepper and Happy's advice and getting some mental help.
There was ONE bright side, at least.
"Sir, there's something on the local news regarding your appearance today."
"Yeah, I know. Do me a favor and...don't talk to me about it anymore, alright?"
"Of course, sir. However, you should at least view your Twitter timeline. There's something I believe you should see."
Tony shrugged. He didn't see anything wrong with a catch up on social media. "Alright, pull it up."
The interface lit up with Twitter's bright webpage. The very first tweet caught Tony's attention immediately.
Norman Osborn.
"Disappointed to hear the news regarding Stark Industries' 'Iron Man.' The Goblins were simply performing their primary functions, and he refused to cooperate. Seems like Stark Industries doesn't care all too much about the people's safety."
Tony felt an all new feeling bubbling in his insides. It wasn't sadness, no guilt, nor shame. No, this was anger. Resentment. He knew Osborn was a bit shady in his business practices, but this was an all new low.
Stark Industries wasn't just Tony's company. It was his parents' company; a company they had built together with blood, sweat, tears, and most importantly, heart. He wasn't about to sit here and let Osborn of all people run his family name through the mud like that. The whole reason he became Iron Man was to maintain the keep the company alive and thriving.
"J.A.R.V.I.S., send Pepper a note to schedule a press conference. Make it as early as possible."
"Of course, sir. However, if I may ask, how exactly do you plan on addressing this incident."
Tony simply stared down the offending text on the holo-screen.
"Something tells me Osborn wants a fight. So, I'm gonna give him one."
Hoo boy.
You've got some high standards here. Lotta connections to keep in mind when writing up my first post. It'll be a challenge, but I guess that's the point?
You've got some high standards here. Lotta connections to keep in mind when writing up my first post. It'll be a challenge, but I guess that's the point?
Edited.
Should I edit the original post or just write a new post with a new sample?
Ultimate One Universe: Season Two Application
Character You're Applying For: Anthony "Tony" Edward Stark/Iron Man
Powers and Abilities:
Powered Armor: All of Stark's "superhuman" abilities come from the use of his many self-made powered exoskeletons. These abilities include flight, superhuman strength and durability, and an array of various weapons.
Intellect: Outside of the armor, Stark is an inventive genius, primarily in the field of technology. His intelligence extends to business, social, and political knowledge.
Origin and Backstory: Tony Stark was adopted and raised by Maria and Howard Stark, the latter of whom is the owner and CEO of Stark Industries, a technology manufacturing and research company.
Tony, a boy genius, attended MIT and graduated at 17, earning his master's degree in electrical engineering and physics. Not long after, his parents were tragically killed in a car accident, leaving the company in Tony's hands.
During an overseas business trip, Tony was injured in an explosion caused by enemy forces, and was promptly kidnapped. The leader demanded Tony build weapons for them, but Tony discovered that a piece of shrapnel from the explosion had lodged itself in his chest and was nearing his heart. Another prisoner, notable physicist Ho Yingsen, assists Tony by building a magnetic chest plate to keep the shrapnel away from his heart. Together, the two work in secret to develop a powered suit of armor, which Tony uses to escape and rejoin American forces, with Yingsen being killed in the attempt.
Back home, Tony switches his focus from weapons manufacturing to building similar suits for use in fighting other threats against Stark Industries. When news coverage of the mysterious "Iron Man" appears, Stark claims that the figure is his personal robotic bodyguard and company mascot. Only two individuals know of Iron Man's true identity; secretary Virginia "Pepper" Potts, and chauffeur Harold "Happy" Hogan, both of whom work for Tony.
What Makes This Character 'Ultimate?': On top of keeping his double life secret, this Tony is far more laid back and not as quick to anger as other interpretations. While he does take his work and status seriously, he's not as serious about it as, say, Bruce Wayne. Some say this is a coping mechanism, although it's not clear whether it's to combat the painful memories of his neglectful father, or the trauma he experienced early on in his career. As beneficial as psychiatric help would be, Tony doesn't have the time nor the humility to pursue it.
Supporting Characters:
-Virgina "Pepper" Potts: Tony's secretary and close friend. One of the two people who know of Tony's identity as Iron Man.
-Harold "Happy" Hogan: Tony's personal chauffeur, whom Tony hired after Happy saved his life in a particularly rough spot. One of the two people who know of Tony's identity as Iron Man.
-J.A.R.V.I.S.: "Just A Rather Very Intelligent System." Named after the butler of Tony's parents, the AI acts as Tony's personal assistant both inside and outside the Iron Man suit.
Character Picture:
Sample Post:
"Sir?"
Tony woke with a start, hitting his head on the bottom of his work desk, which he had somehow ended up under. "Ugh. What happened?"
"You fell asleep while working...again. I relocated you under the desk so you would not be stepped on," J.A.R.V.I.S. replied.
Tony groaned, sliding out from under his makeshift sleeping spot and standing up. "Why would I be in danger of being stepped on?" he questioned. "There's nobody here but you and me."
"Correction, sir. Miss Potts came in earlier this morning."
Oh, God.
"And what did she do?"
"She delivered your mail, sir. It's on your work desk."
Indeed, Tony saw a pile of envelopes on the desk, along with a handwritten note.
"you should talk to someone"
Typical Pepper. Sure, it was nice to have someone looking out for you, but she honestly had nothing to worry about. At least, that's what Tony thought. There was nothing wrong with staying up for days, tinkering away at his "pet projects." Besides, it was all for a good cause. So what if he had to sacrifice a little sleep here and there. That's the price of being a protector! Well, self-protector anyhow.
For the moment, Tony stuck to being Iron Man solely for the sake of Stark Industries. He was his own superhero; he didn't need any of those other ones out there. They didn't interfere in his business, so they didn't interfere in his, simple as that! Iron Man was for Stark Industries, not the people, and that's how it should be.
Right?
"J.A.R.V.I.S., what time is it?"
"Half-past one in the afternoon, sir."
Tony popped his knuckles. "Anything on the calendar?"
"No, sir, you have no scheduled events for today."
"Perfect. Could you fix me some coffee? Two sugars." Tony pulled on a pair of goggles and grabbed some tools. "We've made quite a lot of progress in the past few days. Why stop now?"
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"Alert. Queens Testing Facility has been compromised."
Tony sighed and tossed his crossword aside. So much for a quiet day. "Activate suit-up protocols and get a visual on the building," he commanded as he headed for his self-dubbed "hangar."
"Interior or exterior, sir?"
"Both."
Two separate CCTV feeds appeared on screen. Outside, there was an armored truck, parked just behind the building. The inside painted a bleaker picture. Not only were there hooded figures grabbing any tech they could find, there was also a line-up of security guards, forced against the wall my more figures with guns. Big guns.
"You should know that the local police have been informed of the situation," J.A.R.V.I.S. pointed out as Tony approached the platform.
"Yeah, well, I have a feeling they're going to need back-up."
Tony extended his arms, slipping his hands into the awaiting gauntlets. The massive machine around him worked quickly, screwing the armored plates in position while the wearer simply waited. A hostage situation was nothing new, and neither was having the police be involved. Tony knew they meant well, but at the end of the day, it was Iron Man who protected his company.
Hell, Iron Man practically WAS the company.
With a final CLANG, Tony's faceplate locked into place, and the AI within the suit came to life.
"All systems are functional," J.A.R.V.I.S.'s announced.
"Let's not keep them waiting, then."
Fire ignited under his boots, giving the armored man the bit of lift he needed to hover out onto the "launching pad" of his building. Palms facing the ground, he lifted off, shooting into the atmosphere like a rocket.
Queens wasn't far, and when he got there, those tech thieves wouldn't know what hit them.
Character You're Applying For: Anthony "Tony" Edward Stark/Iron Man
Powers and Abilities:
Powered Armor: All of Stark's "superhuman" abilities come from the use of his many self-made powered exoskeletons. These abilities include flight, superhuman strength and durability, and an array of various weapons.
Intellect: Outside of the armor, Stark is an inventive genius, primarily in the field of technology. His intelligence extends to business, social, and political knowledge.
Origin and Backstory: Tony Stark was adopted and raised by Maria and Howard Stark, the latter of whom is the owner and CEO of Stark Industries, a technology manufacturing and research company.
Tony, a boy genius, attended MIT and graduated at 17, earning his master's degree in electrical engineering and physics. Not long after, his parents were tragically killed in a car accident, leaving the company in Tony's hands.
During an overseas business trip, Tony was injured in an explosion caused by enemy forces, and was promptly kidnapped. The leader demanded Tony build weapons for them, but Tony discovered that a piece of shrapnel from the explosion had lodged itself in his chest and was nearing his heart. Another prisoner, notable physicist Ho Yingsen, assists Tony by building a magnetic chest plate to keep the shrapnel away from his heart. Together, the two work in secret to develop a powered suit of armor, which Tony uses to escape and rejoin American forces, with Yingsen being killed in the attempt.
Back home, Tony switches his focus from weapons manufacturing to building similar suits for use in fighting other threats against Stark Industries. When news coverage of the mysterious "Iron Man" appears, Stark claims that the figure is his personal robotic bodyguard and company mascot. Only two individuals know of Iron Man's true identity; secretary Virginia "Pepper" Potts, and chauffeur Harold "Happy" Hogan, both of whom work for Tony.
What Makes This Character 'Ultimate?': On top of keeping his double life secret, this Tony is far more laid back and not as quick to anger as other interpretations. While he does take his work and status seriously, he's not as serious about it as, say, Bruce Wayne. Some say this is a coping mechanism, although it's not clear whether it's to combat the painful memories of his neglectful father, or the trauma he experienced early on in his career. As beneficial as psychiatric help would be, Tony doesn't have the time nor the humility to pursue it.
Supporting Characters:
-Virgina "Pepper" Potts: Tony's secretary and close friend. One of the two people who know of Tony's identity as Iron Man.
-Harold "Happy" Hogan: Tony's personal chauffeur, whom Tony hired after Happy saved his life in a particularly rough spot. One of the two people who know of Tony's identity as Iron Man.
-J.A.R.V.I.S.: "Just A Rather Very Intelligent System." Named after the butler of Tony's parents, the AI acts as Tony's personal assistant both inside and outside the Iron Man suit.
Character Picture:
Sample Post:
"Sir?"
Tony woke with a start, hitting his head on the bottom of his work desk, which he had somehow ended up under. "Ugh. What happened?"
"You fell asleep while working...again. I relocated you under the desk so you would not be stepped on," J.A.R.V.I.S. replied.
Tony groaned, sliding out from under his makeshift sleeping spot and standing up. "Why would I be in danger of being stepped on?" he questioned. "There's nobody here but you and me."
"Correction, sir. Miss Potts came in earlier this morning."
Oh, God.
"And what did she do?"
"She delivered your mail, sir. It's on your work desk."
Indeed, Tony saw a pile of envelopes on the desk, along with a handwritten note.
"you should talk to someone"
Typical Pepper. Sure, it was nice to have someone looking out for you, but she honestly had nothing to worry about. At least, that's what Tony thought. There was nothing wrong with staying up for days, tinkering away at his "pet projects." Besides, it was all for a good cause. So what if he had to sacrifice a little sleep here and there. That's the price of being a protector! Well, self-protector anyhow.
For the moment, Tony stuck to being Iron Man solely for the sake of Stark Industries. He was his own superhero; he didn't need any of those other ones out there. They didn't interfere in his business, so they didn't interfere in his, simple as that! Iron Man was for Stark Industries, not the people, and that's how it should be.
Right?
"J.A.R.V.I.S., what time is it?"
"Half-past one in the afternoon, sir."
Tony popped his knuckles. "Anything on the calendar?"
"No, sir, you have no scheduled events for today."
"Perfect. Could you fix me some coffee? Two sugars." Tony pulled on a pair of goggles and grabbed some tools. "We've made quite a lot of progress in the past few days. Why stop now?"
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"Alert. Queens Testing Facility has been compromised."
Tony sighed and tossed his crossword aside. So much for a quiet day. "Activate suit-up protocols and get a visual on the building," he commanded as he headed for his self-dubbed "hangar."
"Interior or exterior, sir?"
"Both."
Two separate CCTV feeds appeared on screen. Outside, there was an armored truck, parked just behind the building. The inside painted a bleaker picture. Not only were there hooded figures grabbing any tech they could find, there was also a line-up of security guards, forced against the wall my more figures with guns. Big guns.
"You should know that the local police have been informed of the situation," J.A.R.V.I.S. pointed out as Tony approached the platform.
"Yeah, well, I have a feeling they're going to need back-up."
Tony extended his arms, slipping his hands into the awaiting gauntlets. The massive machine around him worked quickly, screwing the armored plates in position while the wearer simply waited. A hostage situation was nothing new, and neither was having the police be involved. Tony knew they meant well, but at the end of the day, it was Iron Man who protected his company.
Hell, Iron Man practically WAS the company.
With a final CLANG, Tony's faceplate locked into place, and the AI within the suit came to life.
"All systems are functional," J.A.R.V.I.S.'s announced.
"Let's not keep them waiting, then."
Fire ignited under his boots, giving the armored man the bit of lift he needed to hover out onto the "launching pad" of his building. Palms facing the ground, he lifted off, shooting into the atmosphere like a rocket.
Queens wasn't far, and when he got there, those tech thieves wouldn't know what hit them.
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