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Thu, 20 Sep 2012 19:09:33 -0400

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I'm female. Fe means iron, male means man.

Tue, 15 May 2012 14:28:53 -0400

recentrandomness:

Therefore, I am Iron Man.

　

I don’t think that’s quite how it works…

capslockthor: baldrgodofemotes: Loki? Did you lock the door? I cannot open it with what I am...

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 21:20:28 -0400

capslockthor:

baldrgodofemotes:

Loki?

Did you lock the door?

I cannot open it with what I am carrying…

HA HA HA HA HA

Hey, uh… Thor buddy - are you doing okay?

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Sat, 28 Apr 2012 16:52:34 -0400

steves-blog: starknakedindustries: steves-blog: Tony, are you here? Jarvis told me it would be a...

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 23:32:02 -0400

steves-blog:

starknakedindustries:

steves-blog:

Tony, are you here?

Jarvis told me it would be a good idea for me to go into the InterNet to keep an eye on you. What’s going on?

hashtag starknakedindustries

JARVIS!

Why are you enabling him?

Hi Steve. I don’t need you to watch me like my mother or something. I have Pepper for that. Besides, don’t you have better things to do? Like fetching cats out of trees and helping old ladies across the street?

I already got that cat out of that tree, Tony. Why? Is it up there again?

And I am very busy, but Jarvis said something about you talking to supervillains on the InterNet.

I brought my shield in case you need backup.

No, Steve, the cat is fi-

I’m not talking to supervillains. Well, I am, but not in the way you’re thinking. I’m not… fraternizing with them or anything. It’s - look, it’s complicated, okay?

And your shield wouldn’t do much good in this situation anyway.

steves-blog: Tony, are you here? Jarvis told me it would be a good idea for me to go into the...

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 23:17:09 -0400

steves-blog:

Tony, are you here?

Jarvis told me it would be a good idea for me to go into the InterNet to keep an eye on you. What’s going on?

hashtag starknakedindustries

JARVIS!

Why are you enabling him?

Hi Steve. I don’t need you to watch me like my mother or something. I have Pepper for that. Besides, don’t you have better things to do? Like fetching cats out of trees and helping old ladies across the street?

Oh no, more bad news

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 22:44:48 -0400

Steve is asking me how to use the computer

I - I think he may be joining us.

This is one of the signs of the apocalypse, right?

COULSON?

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 22:27:52 -0400

Aw man, who let that guy on here?

Well then she’s all yours,Clint. I bet your array of...

Wed, 25 Apr 2012 18:44:51 -0400

Well then she’s all yours,Clint.

I bet your array of arrows will do really well against her magic.

Tony waited until he was sure that both Asgardians were unconscious - or at least asleep. For once...

Tue, 24 Apr 2012 19:50:47 -0400

Tony waited until he was sure that both Asgardians were unconscious - or at least asleep. For once his reputation hadn’t preceded him, and for once Tony was glad of that fact. Then again, Tony wasn’t sure that they’d understand on Asgard what it meant to be a high functioning alcoholic.

Tony had feigned drunkenness, acting as sloppy and giddy as they seemed to expect from him. Loki and Amora were both pretty far gone themselves, and too focused on his hair and beard (what was with that?) to notice whether or not his performance was Oscar worthy.

Looking around, Tony grimaced at the state of his apartment, and for the amount of good booze he’d had to put into this project. Still, getting his apartment back was a worthy cause. Loki was lying half-on, half-off Tony’s leather couch, a position which would have been dangerous for a shorter man. As Loki’s upper half was the one sprawled over Tony’s $3000 rug, Tony gently nudged Loki’s open mouth closed with his foot. No response. He prodded a little harder. Nothing. Feeling bolder, Tony shoved the rest of Loki off the couch, where he landed in a heap on the floor. Good.

Now, Amora. She was easier, having passed out leaning against Tony’s bar. She was more of a wildcard than Loki, since the latter had recently switched teams. After she didn’t respond to feet tickling, or general prodding of various parts of her upper body (Tony remained a gentleman, as much as he may have desired otherwise), Tony decreed her smashed.

Now came the hard part. He indecorously grabbed Amora’s legs, and began to drag her toward the door.

————

20 minutes later, out of breath but satisfied with himself, Tony shut his apartment door, and sighed. HIS apartment door. And it would stay that way for some time. He strategically placed several transmitters around the apartment, in hopes that they really would dampen magic.

He didn’t know where to put the Asgardians, other than “outside”, so he hoped that the inhibitors would work, and that Amora and Loki would just quietly leave and find another place to crash. Hopefully a place that he didn’t own.

Satisfied, Tony swallowed one more glass of scotch, put in some ear plugs, and got into bed for some much needed sleep.

lokiwantshiswoobie: mistygreenlady: starknakedindustries: Tony was creeped out, to say the least....

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 21:54:26 -0400

lokiwantshiswoobie:

mistygreenlady:

starknakedindustries:

Tony was creeped out, to say the least. He was glad he wasn’t fighting, and part of him was flattered that alleged gods were so impressed by his fashion sense (but then why wouldn’t they be), yet this all was a bit too surreal for Tony’s taste. Besides, he wanted his penthouse back. Still, incurring their wrath didn’t seem like the best plan, so he decided to play along.

“A magician never reveals his secrets. You should know that. Besides, you don’t do too poorly yourselves.” He reached out and touched Amora’s hair with his most charming smile. He wasn’t lying, she had gorgeous hair. Loki’s, well… it was mostly greasy. But he didn’t think the God of Lies was in any position to call his bluff. “Don’t you have, you know, magical hair remedies and stuff in Asgard? The way Thor talks about the place it sounds like you use magic for everything. It’s sounds like Harry Potter.”

“Harry Potter? You use silly words.” Amora giggled. “My hair is naturally like this! I was born for greatness and power!” She hopped up onto the counter and leaned across it. “I would like another drink, Stark.” she fluttered her eyes.

Loki snorted. “Greatness and power?” he laughed. “Right.” The single notion that she was born for anything besides obeying him was just downright hilarious.

“Hey now, don’t talk like that, Hubris.” Tony knew that was ironic coming from him, but he needed to keep them talking.

“You haven’t even TOUCHED my stronger stuff,” said Tony, opening another bottle. “Bring your glasses over and we’ll properly start this party.”

lokiwantshiswoobie: mistygreenlady: starknakedindustries: lokiwantshiswoobie: “Weeeell speak of...

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 15:43:45 -0400

lokiwantshiswoobie:

mistygreenlady:

starknakedindustries:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

“Weeeell speak of the devil.” he laughed alongside Amora. “Hey. Hey Stark.” he sat up and slung himself over the back of the couch. “Just how much product DO you use. I mean. Does it come like that or do you have to dip it in product?” he laughed in between his words, unable to take even himself seriously.

Tony frowned at Loki and poured himself another drink, drinking it quickly before Amora could snatch it from him again.

“Yes, I am THE Tony Stark, thank you for asking. You should know my name, you’ve been getting my mail here for awhile. I -“

Amora reached out and began stroking Tony’s beard around his mouth, briefly silencing him. But when he realized what was happening, he deftly swerved out of her reach, ducked behind the bar, and downed another tumbler of scotch.

“Hands away from the head and face, lady. It takes a lot of time to look this effortless.”

God, thought Tony. This is going to be a long night.

And he wasn’t sure whether or not that was a bad thing.

Amora pouted when he moved away from her reach, but quickly started to giggle again. “I’m sure it does take awhile, hehehehe. What is mail?” she asked giggling and repeating the word a few times.

“What do you mean it takes a while?” all of his focus, currently being on Tony’s hair. “How long are we talking here? Minutes? Hours? Days? Months? Years?” he lost it and started laughing to himself again.

Tony was creeped out, to say the least. He was glad he wasn’t fighting, and part of him was flattered that alleged gods were so impressed by his fashion sense (but then why wouldn’t they be), yet this all was a bit too surreal for Tony’s taste. Besides, he wanted his penthouse back. Still, incurring their wrath didn’t seem like the best plan, so he decided to play along.

“A magician never reveals his secrets. You should know that. Besides, you don’t do too poorly yourselves.” He reached out and touched Amora’s hair with his most charming smile. He wasn’t lying, she had gorgeous hair. Loki’s, well… it was mostly greasy. But he didn’t think the God of Lies was in any position to call his bluff. “Don’t you have, you know, magical hair remedies and stuff in Asgard? The way Thor talks about the place it sounds like you use magic for everything. It’s sounds like Harry Potter.”

lokiwantshiswoobie: mistygreenlady: starknakedindustries: lokiwantshiswoobie: Loki was hanging...

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 15:21:27 -0400

lokiwantshiswoobie:

mistygreenlady:

starknakedindustries:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

Loki was hanging off of the couch laughing for the sole reason that Amora couldn’t stop her laugher. “He should just…” he couldn’t stop laughing. “Shave it ALL off.” His head slumped further off the couch so that he was upside down. “I. I have to know. Do you know? How many products DOES he put in thaat?”

As quickly as he could, Tony flung open the apartment door, holding out his right hand, ready to active his repulsors as needed.

It took Tony a moment to realize what he was looking at. He remembered Amora, and the dark haired figure on the floor next to her appeared to be Thor’s brother.

“Loki? What are you doing here? Wait -“

Tony noticed the open bottles of booze, and lifted his faceplate. Yep, his apartment reeked of it. He supposed it took more alcohol to get an immortal drunk than it would a human. This was the kind of party he liked.

“I was saving that booze for a special occasion, but how often do I get the chance to party with the Norse gods?”

He walked over the counter, without removing his armor, and poured himself some scotch from behind the bar.

Amora was still giggling madly but after seeing Stark burst in she started laughing. As he poured himself a drink she turned to him. “STARK, that is your name, yes? hehehe. Loki and I wish to, hahaha, know more about your HAIR!!!!” She started to get up and walk over, swaying a bit. “AND, hehe, you should SHAVE your beard!” finally getting to the bar she leaned over in and started giggling again as she grabbed the drink he poured himself and downed it.

“Weeeell speak of the devil.” he laughed alongside Amora. “Hey. Hey Stark.” he sat up and slung himself over the back of the couch. “Just how much product DO you use. I mean. Does it come like that or do you have to dip it in product?” he laughed in between his words, unable to take even himself seriously.

Tony frowned at Loki and poured himself another drink, drinking it quickly before Amora could snatch it from him again.

“Yes, I am THE Tony Stark, thank you for asking. You should know my name, you’ve been getting my mail here for awhile. I -“

Amora reached out and began stroking Tony’s beard around his mouth, briefly silencing him. But when he realized what was happening, he deftly swerved out of her reach, ducked behind the bar, and downed another tumbler of scotch.

“Hands away from the head and face, lady. It takes a lot of time to look this effortless.”

God, thought Tony. This is going to be a long night.

And he wasn’t sure whether or not that was a bad thing.

lokiwantshiswoobie: starknakedindustries: mistygreenlady: Amora continued to pour herself shots...

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 09:27:05 -0400

lokiwantshiswoobie:

starknakedindustries:

mistygreenlady:

Amora continued to pour herself shots until she was a non-stop giggling mess on the floor next to Loki. The only time she didn’t giggle was when the was drinking. “LOKI! Loki you know what, I think that one mortal, hehehe, Stark, hehe, he should remove his beard. He cuts it at weird angles. HAHAHA It’s like he wants to be an artist but can’t paint so he plays with his beard. hehehe” she downed another shot. “..plays with his beard.” and she entered another giggle fit.

Tony Stark walked up to the door of his penthouse - his penthouse - as quietly as he could in the Iron Man suit. JARVIS had informed him that Amora was inside, so he planned to take his apartment back by force. He prayed that the beta magic resistant shield he had been working on would be effective in the field. He hadn’t been able to test it.

“There are two beings inside, sir” JARVIS noted.

“Wait, she’s got a friend in there now?”

“Apparently. Another non-human, but of a different race than Amora.”

Tony turned on external audio. He could dimly hear a woman’s laughter coming from inside. Underneath her frankly manic giggling were deeper, huskier tones that Tony didn’t recognize. It sounded like JARVIS was right, and there were only two of them in there. Well. He had faced worse odds before. Besides, there’s no time like the present.

Loki was hanging off of the couch laughing for the sole reason that Amora couldn’t stop her laugher. “He should just…” he couldn’t stop laughing. “Shave it ALL off.” His head slumped further off the couch so that he was upside down. “I. I have to know. Do you know? How many products DOES he put in thaat?”

As quickly as he could, Tony flung open the apartment door, holding out his right hand, ready to active his repulsors as needed.

It took Tony a moment to realize what he was looking at. He remembered Amora, and the dark haired figure on the floor next to her appeared to be Thor’s brother.

“Loki? What are you doing here? Wait -“

Tony noticed the open bottles of booze, and lifted his faceplate. Yep, his apartment reeked of it. He supposed it took more alcohol to get an immortal drunk than it would a human. This was the kind of party he liked.

“I was saving that booze for a special occasion, but how often do I get the chance to party with the Norse gods?”

He walked over the counter, without removing his armor, and poured himself some scotch from behind the bar.

mistygreenlady: lokiwantshiswoobie: Loki took it from her and downed it. For half a second, he...

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 08:36:14 -0400

mistygreenlady:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

Loki took it from her and downed it. For half a second, he could have sworn he was going to spit it back up. That burn going down the back of his throat was unlike any he had experienced before. Marvelous. He tossed the glass on the table carelessly, “You’re going to make an end of me aren’t you?” as he reached for the bottle himself to pour himself another.

Amora continued to pour herself shots until she was a non-stop giggling mess on the floor next to Loki. The only time she didn’t giggle was when the was drinking. “LOKI! Loki you know what, I think that one mortal, hehehe, Stark, hehe, he should remove his beard. He cuts it at weird angles. HAHAHA It’s like he wants to be an artist but can’t paint so he plays with his beard. hehehe” she downed another shot. “..plays with his beard.” and she entered another giggle fit.

Tony Stark walked up to the door of his penthouse - his penthouse - as quietly as he could in the Iron Man suit. JARVIS had informed him that Amora was inside, so he planned to take his apartment back by force. He prayed that the beta magic resistant shield he had been working on would be effective in the field. He hadn’t been able to test it.

“There are two beings inside, sir” JARVIS noted.

“Wait, she’s got a friend in there now?”

“Apparently. Another non-human, but of a different race than Amora.”

Tony turned on external audio. He could dimly hear a woman’s laughter coming from inside. Underneath her frankly manic giggling were deeper, huskier tones that Tony didn’t recognize. It sounded like JARVIS was right, and there were only two of them in there. Well. He had faced worse odds before. Besides, there’s no time like the present.

lokiwantshiswoobie: drgreentank: lokiwantshiswoobie: That would be Amora… My advice to you would...

Tue, 10 Apr 2012 14:52:56 -0400

lokiwantshiswoobie:

drgreentank:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

That would be Amora… My advice to you would be not to try to kick her out… She might turn you into a toad…

Who is Amora?

The Enchantress… she is the one who brought me here from Asgard…

HA! So she is with you!

Please tell her to get out of my apartment before I have to use force.

drgreentank: lokiwantshiswoobie: starknakedindustries: drgreentank: lokiwantshiswoobie: Regret...

Tue, 10 Apr 2012 14:49:28 -0400

drgreentank:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

starknakedindustries:

drgreentank:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

Regret always seems to come in the morning..

Gooooood morning. How is that head of yours?

Loki! Just the ex-demi-god-being I was looking for! I was wondering if you might know anything about a magic green lady currently occupying my apartment.

Oh, hey Bruce.

That would be Amora… My advice to you would be not to try to kick her out… She might turn you into a toad…

Who is Amora?

Scary magic lady. Blonde. Attractive.

That’s all I know at this point.

lokiwantshiswoobie: starknakedindustries: drgreentank: Indeed I am. I had a great night sleep...

Tue, 10 Apr 2012 14:42:59 -0400

lokiwantshiswoobie:

starknakedindustries:

drgreentank:

Indeed I am. I had a great night sleep away from your bullshit. I also ordered a transcript from my cell phone provider so I have documented proof the you like Tony’s hair.

Yeah, but who doesn’t like my hair?

When I’m sober I don’t…

#It’s disgusting.

Excuse me? When did you last shower? Was it in this millennium?

drgreentank: lokiwantshiswoobie: drgreentank: lokiwantshiswoobie: Regret always seems to come in...

Tue, 10 Apr 2012 14:38:26 -0400

drgreentank:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

drgreentank:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

Regret always seems to come in the morning..

Gooooood morning. How is that head of yours?

Shut up.

#I take it you’re back at the Avengers mansion today…?

Indeed I am. I had a great night sleep away from your bullshit. I also ordered a transcript from my cell phone provider so I have documented proof the you like Tony’s hair.

Yeah, but who doesn’t like my hair?

lokiwantshiswoobie: starknakedindustries: drgreentank: lokiwantshiswoobie: Regret always seems...

Tue, 10 Apr 2012 14:37:06 -0400

lokiwantshiswoobie:

starknakedindustries:

drgreentank:

lokiwantshiswoobie:

Regret always seems to come in the morning..

Gooooood morning. How is that head of yours?

Loki! Just the ex-demi-god-being I was looking for! I was wondering if you might know anything about a magic green lady currently occupying my apartment.

Oh, hey Bruce.

That would be Amora… My advice to you would be not to try to kick her out… She might turn you into a toad…

Hmm.

See now, that’s not going to work for me. I like my penthouse apartment. I paid a lot for my penthouse apartment. I’ll take her on as Iron Man, but I didn’t want to get into it with your friend or something. At least, not with Thor’s friends.