anthonyestark:

Who: Tony and open
When: July 10, 2011
Where: Stark Resiliant, new temporary NYC headquarters
What: Tony gives a press conference on his newest project, at which things don't go as planned
Rating: PG-13 for violence and adult language

( Anger surged through Tony, followed by confusion )

latverianregent:

He checked that it was a reasonable hour before he made the call. It felt more appropriate, somehow, than bringing these latest developments to the attention of SHIELD or Dr. Richards.

He called the place he'd found out about in Oklahoma.

"Dr. Kristoff Vernard to speak to Anthony Stark, please."

anthonyestark:

 Building cities.

It's a very new direction for the Stark legacy, but Tony knows he can handle it.

Self-doubt isn't something he suffers from when it comes to his work.

He's relishing the opportunity to delve into the ins and outs of architecture and building design - not  his usual focuses, but he has an excellent team assembled, even if it's still, of necessity, small. With their help, he's not just going to create the city of the future, but a city on the bleeding edge of technology - off-grid; completely self-sustainable; powered entirely by green energy, and repulsor technology.

And it's the repulsor technology that's really taking this endeavor to that edge. It's his life's work, and he's spent his career jealously guarding it like a dragon's hoard. Given the events of the last few years, those days are over. They have to be. Tony's had an epiphany, and he's lost everything he's had too many times in the past not to know what's in store for himself and his crew now; the sacrifices, the hard work, and the sleepless nights.

Sleepless nights like this one. Not that he slept often anyway - he never had. Tony's not sure the last time he slept, to be honest, but it doesn't matter. He's got too many things to do. His heavily protected technology is good for so much more than he's ever used it for, due to his own arrogant selfishness, but now Tony's going to use it to do what the Stark legacy - this time in the form of Stark Resilient - has always wanted to do, but has never been able to accomplish: he's going to change the world. Save it, if he can. More immediately, he's going to rebuild his company, his fortune, and regain all that he's lost in the recent years of his exile, and give back to his closest friends what they had lost, too.

It all starts in Broxton, Oklahoma - where they're living at the moment. The government has returned most of his property, but his penthouse is gone, the building that housed it sold to the Avengers for a dollar, and he wasn't yet ready to face his parents house again. The work is here, for now - he's content to stay here for the present. It's not like he can't fly anywhere in the world he wants to, whenever he wants to. But the loss of a huge chunk of his memory has taken a toll on him, in some ways. It's made him tense, not being able to remember what he's done or said to someone. He plays it off with his usual nonchalance, but he finds more and more that he much prefers the company of the mechanical to the flesh these days.

So he builds repulsor powered cars. Sketches buildings and houses powered without electricity or fossil-fuels, and contemplates entire utility systems based on green fuel and ARC Reactor technology. He even thinks about water filtration for farmlands, as well as for drinking, constantly searching for areas he's forgotten to consider.

Tapping his charcoal pencil against the small table serving as his workshop desk, he frowns at his papers. A weary hand pulls across his face in frustration. His head hurts. It's a lot to consider, and he hasn't really slowed down since waking up from his coma. There hasn't been time, with so much to do. Tony's body has certainly survived worse - certainly this won't be the thing that kills him.

legends_holiday:

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legends_misc:

Protection, Kansas was a small mid-west town surrounded by fields of wheat and corn. The town consisted of 526 residents and the median income was around 35K. The residents were cheerful and polite and went about their daily lives. The town didn't see many visitors, but today two white vans rolled into town.

The vans pulled into the parking lot and two men got out of one van and climbed into the other one. The other white van pulled away and headed out of town. No one in the town noticed what had happened.

Three hours later a beeping came from the parked van. A moment later the device inside the van activated and a green wave of energy spread outward from the van and engulfed the whole town.

legends_holiday:

"As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them." JFK

In America today is a day for being thankful for the things in people's lives. Today was a day to celebrate family, friends, prosperity and health with food, family and friends. It is a time to reflect on what is important us and to recognize the gratitude we hold for having those things in our lives.

lady_sif:

Sif had provided the way to Asgard and with Sersi's help they had retrieved Mjolnir from the spot it had sat since Thor had been taken by Loki. Sersi had reported that there had been many attempts to move it, but all had failed. With Moljnir in the hands of Captain America, they made their way to Hel.

Sif went straight for an audience with Hela and let the Avengers go off to find Thor. With fortune and luck on their side, Sif would be able to distract Hela long enough for the Avengers to free Thor.

"Hela! I wouldst have words with thee!" Sif said as she approved the ruler of this realm. The spirits of the dead hovered near Sif as she approached the throne where Hela sat with a large wolf on each side.

eternalhedonist:

Sersi had spent the last month in Asgard trying to find out what happened to the real Thor. She had taken Amora's shape and had gone undercover in the fake-Thor's court to get the information the Avengers needed. As for the real Amora, well Sersi figured she would find someone to turn her back into human form at some point. Sersi had to admit the woman had made a wonderful snake.

It had been an interesting experience for Sersi and she would have to make note to visit Asgard again when the real Thor was back in control.

Sersi-Amora landed on the Avengers' front lawn and had transmuted herself back into her normal form. She smiled and walked into the mansion. She sent a message to all of the Avengers to meet in the main meeting room.

black_widow:

Natasha and Tony were tasked with talking to Sersi while Hank and Jan went to talk to Hercules. According to Tony Sersi had no memory of who she was and that she had been an Avenger at one point. They needed to talk to her to find out what the hell happened and if it could be reversed. Sersi was vital to finding out what was going on in Asgard and finding Thor.

Natasha smiled to Pepper and then walked into Tony's office.

withadashof:

Pepper sat at her desk and looked over the schedule for the day. Or rather, Tony's schedule for the day.

Board meeting at two o'clock.

It was now one twenty-five. Time to tell the boss that it was time to start getting everything together.

Because there was a chance that Tony had probably forgot.

Pepper gathered her things and made her way to Tony's office.

And found that her ever-diligent boss was asleep at his desk.

Pepper knocked on the doorway. "Rise and shine, sleeping beauty," she said with a smirk.

eternalhedonist:

Sylvia Sersi smiled as she made a circuit of the room. Tonight was her big chance. "Parties By Sersi" had landed the job of organizing a party for the unveiling of a new undiscovered Ansel Adams photo and if this went smoothly, she'd have jobs lined up for the rest of the year and into next. Big parties like this made party planners' careers.

Tonight had to go well. Nothing could ruin it.

Glass of champagne in hand she slowly walked around the room. The place was filled with the who's who of New York society. Sylvia would love to organize parties for these people and tonight was her ticket to doing just that. There was a warm smile for each person she met and business cards had been pressed into a lot of hands.

She sipped champagne and continued to slowly make her way around the room.

lady_sif:

Sif stumbled up the sidewalk. The gates of the Avengers' Mansion loomed over her and she held on to the smallest piece of hope. The Avengers would be able to help her and help save Asgard. Something was definitely not right in the Golden Realm and Sif was determined to get to the bottom of it.

That determination helped her endure a long period in a dark cell with little food or water. It kept her going in the dark and gave her the strength to over power the guard and make her way out of Svartalfheim, the land of the dark elves. They had magic users and were fierce warriors, causing Sif to be very careful and very slow in making her way out of their realm. Not only did she have to avoid the dark elves, but the realm was home to many dangerous monsters and animals. Sif had been attacked a few times, but a crude staff made from a branch had served her well. She didn't come out of it unscathed. Her body was sporting various bruises and cuts, some deep.

The journey to Asgard had been long and treacherous, but she had made it. She didn't go into the city, instead she skirted around it. The last thing she wanted was to be tossed back into the cell. She would rather die than go back in there. Eventually she came to Bifrost and Heimdall. Getting over the bridge could have proved to be difficult, but Heimdall was her brother. Despite being loyal to throne of Asgard, Sif was his sister and he looked away long enough for her to run across the bridge to Midgard.

Sif arrived on Migard outside the Museum of Natural History. She knew the Avengers weren't far away. Heedless of people and traffic she made her way across the park to the Avengers' Mansion.

She looked at the gate and then collapsed into a heap.

legends_citizen:

"Come on, Bruce," Betty Banner said to her husband as she climbed out of the car. They were parked outside a warehouse in Jersey City, New Jersey.

"Where are we going, Betty?" he asked as he climbed out of the passenger side.

"It's a surprise," she said with a smile. "I've been waiting to show you this for some time."

Bruce looked at the warehouse and then at his wife. "What's inside?"

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you. Come on." She grabbed his hand and pulled him along. "You'll love this."

"Okay," Bruce resigned and followed his wife inside the building.

black_widow:

Natasha took a deep breath and stepped through the open gate of the Avengers' Mansion. It was difficult coming back here, but she told Tony she would stop and see everyone and the Widow always kept her word. They were her friends, her family, and she needed to see them. They were a reminder that she was still human and hadn't been consumed by the darkness that she worked in.

Slowly she walked up the walkway to the front door.

black_widow:

It was always good to come home. New York was Natasha's favorite city and it wasn't any wonder why she called it home. Six months was long enough to be out on a mission. Sure she had had longer missions, but this one seemed longer than most. She was tired in body and soul. It was time to catch up on some sleep and to catch up with old friends.

If she felt up to it, she may even do some work with the Avengers.

But for right now, it was time for some urban gymnastics. She dove off the balcony of her penthouse and fired her widow's line.