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dark-magical-ships · 11 months

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I WAS WAITING TO SEE IF YOU’D REBLOG THIS ASK GAME I will literally always get excited to hear more about your self inserts lol <3 how about Psycho, Carrie and Peeping Tom for Naomi and Poularia??

LMAO I am very glad you enjoy them so much!! XD <3 ALRIGHTY LET'S GO~

Psycho (1960): Excluding your f/o, does your s/i get along well with anyone else in canon? Is there anyone they don’t like? Is there someone that doesn’t like them?

Hurm; thinking of people Naomi doesn't get along well with, aside from probably Pegasus... not really? Yugioh is what it is; Naomi doesn't get to have a ton of serious interpersonal conflict partly just because of her role in the story and partly because it's still, at its heart, a pretty feel-good story overall. Pegasus is the only one I could point to (aside from like... bit villains who barely even appear in canon lol) and go "Yeah, Naomi does not like that one." She doesn't trust the guy as far as she can throw him, and while she feels a little bad for him when he suddenly dies, she isn't sorry to see him no longer able to cause harm.

Poularia, on the other hand, has a good selection of more grey characters and situations to look at, and gets to take a more hardline approach in some cases. Looking just at Dragon's Watch alone, she gets along especially well with Taimi and Rox, and is pretty close with Marjorie and Kasmeer, as well. Braham... she and Braham have some sticking points that they take a while to work out, and Braham actually leaves the guild for a little while over that beef. The kid was grieving, angry, and trying to protect his home, but he bit off way more than he could chew and it came back to bite him in the ass. :/ Pol and Rytlock get along pretty well, but Rytlock is... a bit of an enigma, sometimes. And Caithe... Pol started out kind of idolizing her, then had a while where just did not trust that lady for anything, and finally settled into a sort of coworkers dynamic. They're not really friends, but they trust each other enough to work together. Pol's biggest enemies are, of course, most of the Elder Dragons—beginning with Zhaitan, then snowballing into Mordremoth, Kralkatorrik, Primordus, and Jormag. Then there's the entire Nightmare Court and Inquest... Mordemoth's Herald, Scarlet Briar (formerly Ceara), who was just a whole mess in and of herself.... The human god of war, Balthazar. And the fair-weather friends who became bitter enemies—Palawa Joko, who briefly aided Pol and her Pact forces against Balthazar before turning against the Pact for the usual tyrant reasons. And the former Iron Legion Imperator, Smodur the Unflinching, who later became the Voice of Jormag. And... Rytlock's son, Ryland... I think he's too far gone at this point; I don't see him getting free of Jormag's machinations now. Pol does, however, enjoy a very close friendship with the Elder Dragon she personally hatched and raised—Aurene. They've faced down all manner of foes side by side, including three of the aforementioned Elder Dragons and their champion, Palawa Joko, and even the god Balthazar, and always come out on top. She's got friends in all three Orders, as well, and the remaining members of Destiny's Edge are reliable allies whenever they're not personal friends. Probably the most personal relationship Pol has aside from Trahearne is with Canach, who she considers a close friend and... occasionally a little more than that, after Trahearne's death. She's effectively married to her job, however, and Canach is by nature not one to stand for long entanglements, so it's more of a "taking comfort in each other when times are fucking awful" thing for them than any serious, deeper connection. Both struggled in many, many ways during the conflict with Mordemoth, and they shared the burden of surviving that unique hell all Sylvari who got anywhere near that dragon did together. Canach was also a friend to Trahearne and present at his death, so they've had a lot to commiserate over.

Carrie (1976): What’s that one thing that your s/i is always associated with? Even if some people aren’t very familiar with them, what’s that one thing your s/i is known for?

Naomi's most famous for beating Seto Kaiba for first place in his own tournament and winning the "King of Games" title, though she doesn't necessarily consider that her own personal accomplishment. The main thing she's known for on her own, if you remove everything Atem does but that she's credited for, is probably the changes she implements into the game of Duel Monsters after she takes over at I2. Her canon starts out with a slightly improved general card pool over the canonical one of Yuugi's time, with nothing more advanced than Fusion and Ritual monsters and relatively poorly-defined archetypes, but she implements the general idea of an archetype-based deck as well as introducing the first Synchro monsters to the game over the course of her canon.

Poularia is known in every corner of Tyria—throughout every city of the six dominant races, from the Hylek jungle villages of the Heart of Maguuma, to the isolated oases of the Crystal Desert; from the isolationist citystate of the Tengu and the hostile strongholds of the Krait, across the Jade Sea and into the distant land of Cantha—closed borders be damned. Every man, woman, and child, whether they be humble Quaggan tadpoles or legendary figures whose souls wander the Mists themselves, know of the Pact Commander. Second in command and later leader of the alliance that slew two of the Elder Dragons, and the only mortal ever known to become an equal partner to an Elder Dragon in their own right. One of only two mortals ever to slay a god. The only person ever known to have returned from the dead with their soul intact, without the aid of necromantic magic. The Hero of Lion's Arch, the Dragonslayer, Herald of the rise of Aurene and the turning of a new age. But anyone who knows her personally would know her best for her simple love of animals, of all kinds. She can't go five minutes without finding some new and fascinating creature to befriend, study, and train as the perfect companion on the battlefield.

Peeping Tom (1960): How would your f/o describe your s/i?

Oh, man. Seto's not really the sort to indulge in waxing poetic about anyone, but if you managed to get him to talk about her for more than a few words.... Well, he'd say that she's a true duelist, of course, which is his default acknowledgement of anyone he respects as a player, but then he'd also probably describe her as ridiculous (in an oddly endearing way he can't quite get over), too compassionate for her own good, and more cunning than he would have expected given what an idiot she can be, sometimes (in his opinion, anyway). He'd also remark on her stubbornness and creativity.

Trahearne... Trahearne is, in many ways, a polar opposite to Seto. XD If you give him half a chance, he'd happily praise his wife all day, because he just really likes to be free with his praise in general. But also, while Poularia had more natural charisma and raw talent both in the war room and on the front lines, Trahearne had the in-depth understanding of the Pact's first enemy—Zhaitan, and his ever-growing army of undead; as a result, Trahearne was the original Marshal of the Pact and served as the leader of the fledgling alliance. He relied heavily upon Pol during this service as his right hand, chief advisor, and main emotional support, and he's the first to point out how well he feels she served in each and every one of those roles. He would describe her as deadly in battle, a brilliant scholar, and kindhearted and gentle soul who was called to a very emotionally taxing duty. Her skill with nature magic of all forms—both in healing and in dealing death—would probably be the main thing he leans into talking about, since her magic is almost a reflection of his own necromantic abilities. His powers deal with dead things or things that have never lived at all; hers deal only with things that are currently living.

#friends #rainy #q&a #s/i: poularia #s/i: naomi carter #🐉💙 cocoashipping 💙🐉#🌲🌿leafshipping 🌿🌲#gw2 spoilers #thank you for the asks!! ^.^ lmao I hope. pol makes sense lmfao.#believe it or not her entire list of accomplishments is 100% canon. every single thing mentioned is true and you play it out in the game #gw2 really is just that epic. and covers a long timespan so yeah your commander gets AROUND #canach is not an f/o because i have no real personal interest in him but. he and pol definitely have chemistry lol

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sibmakesart · 3 years

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"listen, im not sure it should look like that..."

from @illusionarypandi s prompt

:D hope you like it

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mostlystuckony · 4 years

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Just in case anyone wanted information for a Wakandan Rhodey fic, Radhi/Radhee (meaning satisfied or content) is a male African name according to some baby naming websites I found 👀

#rhodey #james rhodes #james rhodey rhodes #war machine #war machine rox #iron patriot #wakanda

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loonyloopylisa · 3 years

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https://blackgirlnerds.com/don-cheadle-lands-standalone-series-as-war-machine-in-armor-wars/

War Machine series!!

#war machine rox #war machine #James Rhodes #don cheadle

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areiton · 4 years

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i just went through my WIPs (we aren’t talking about THAT) and i have currently have three Rhodey-centric WIPs and just started a fourth so that’s apparently my life now.

#rhodey appreciation post #james rhodes #ironbros #ironhusbands #war machine #war machine rox

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t0nystark1er · 5 years

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Who's Rhodey and who's Don

#Don Cheadle #james rhodes #rhodey #war machine rox

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agentrandom · 5 years

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What if we get an iron man 4 movie teaser someday (hopefully in the next year or so) and when the title iron man 4 is revealed, it gets blown up/overshadowed or something or whatever by the real title war machine and a small word rox beside it.

movie will be about rhodey/war machine dealing with the real mandarin. bring in trevor slattery, justin hammer and harley keener back. all tony will be doing is supporting his bff (includes fixing his suit), takes care of his kids (bots and ai included), make meals for the family, brings pepper lunch and help her with work sometimes, sends memes, build stuff at r&d, hang out with happy and talk about cars. rhodey will be the star of the show. boom you looking for this?

#iron man 4 #war machine #war machine rox #james rhodes #rhodey #mcu #tony stark

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tisfan · 6 years

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Ad-vengers in Babysitting

for @ifdragonscouldtalk ‘s challenge, Avenging comes in Small Packages.

“Hey, platypus,” Tony said, mock cheerfully. “You busy? I could use some backup here.”

Rhodey could always tell when Tony was fronting. It was a skill that Rhodey had developed out of sheer self-defense. “I’m not currently on duty,” he said, carefully. “What’s wrong?”

“Wrong, sour patch? Why would anything be wrong?”

“Aside from the use of the word backup, and also, the alarmingly there’s-nothing-wrong-here voice you’re using. Don’t bullshit me, Tones, just tell me what it is.”

“I… might need you to track down a bad guy for me and smack him around a little until he gives you his magic hourglass.”

“Uh… you might want to start at the beginning? And like, should I be taking notes, and where the hell is the rest of your actual team?”

“Right here, sugarlump,” Tony said. “They’re… uh… All about four to seven years old.”

“Okay, on my way,” Rhodey said. He shook his head and twisted the grey chased black bracelet that he wore all the time, even though it was against a dozen uniform violations. His suit was not -- and would never be -- as cool and responsive as the Iron Man armor, but that was because he couldn’t afford to be down on Tony’s lab every single day and letting Tony fuck with it. (Also, Rhodey had no intentions of going through the nanobot injections, he’d seen the scars Tony had from that, and no thank you.)

But the bracelet would notify his armor that he was on the way -- even with the prosthetics that Tony had rigged up for him, Rhodey just wasn’t as fast as he used to be -- and get everything ready.

“Stay in the suit,” Tony cautioned him. “This de-aging dust is pernicious.”

“Yeah? So how old are you right now?”

“‘Bout thirty, ish. Hard to tell, really,” Tony said. “I’m in the suit, which doesn’t exactly come with a rear-view mirror for me to admire my makeup in.”

“You put the suit on and it kept this from happening?”

“Well, I popped the faceplate and he got me with a little bit of the dust, so I think the sealed environment keeps it out.” Tony said. “I’m leaving the suit on because Bruce has temper tantrums and a five year old Hulk is destructive as shit. Just sayin’, kid’s got some anger management issues. And let me tell you, I need serious therapy for smacking a five year old around, even if he was a Hulk. Well, mostly I just sat on him, but still. This is not enhancing my calm at all.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s not what they mean by babysitting, Tony,” Rhodey said. He stripped out of his jacket, tie, and regulation shoes before letting War Machine close up around him. Ah, he loved being in the armor. Even after the fall, he still felt safe inside… like, if he died in the armor, it would be the best possible death.

“Boot me up, baby,” he told the suit as he stepped in.

“Good morning, Colonel Rhodes,” ROXY said, her voice fond. She was still a little stiff, not quite as expressive as Friday, or as JARVIS had been, but Rhodey loved her, too.

(more below the cut)

“Okay,” he said as soon as he kicked off from the ground. “Give me the sitrep.” He got a brief look at Tony in the HUD, face at least a decade younger, the lines eased around his eyes. Then someone -- probably FRIDAY, because Tony’s girl just had that sort of sense of humor -- gave Rhodey a pulled back shot from a security camera.

Iron Man was sitting awkwardly, metal legs in a criss-cross pattern, holding a tiny little tea cup in one enormous metal gauntlet. A princess tiara was perched precariously on top of the helmet and a fluttery, purple glitter cloak was thrown around his neck.

“Aren’t you precious?” Rhodey chirped, delighted. “Oh my god, I totally want like full-color photos of this. I might even get one of those life-sized cardboard cutouts, Mrs. Nesbit.”

“God, you’re an asshole,” Tony said.

“You need me,” Rhodey sing-songed. “So, tell me about this villain.”

“Um, totally cliche bullshit type of guy,” Tony said, and the HUD threw up several pictures of a skinny dude in a yellow spandex suit that looked homemade, along with a blue, shimmery cloak. He was carrying an hourglass that was almost two feet tall and probably weighed at least fifty pounds, based on the way Mr. Skinny was bowed over. “Calls himself Chronos.”

“Like the greek god of Time?”

“Linear time, at least,” Tony said. “Could be. He looked more like he was going for the Piers Anthony novel character. Anyway, he threw a handful of this dust out of that hourglass at Cap. We didn’t even realize anything was wrong for a while. Cap delivered the beat down on the guy’s minions--”

“He has minions?”

“Well, he did,” Tony said. “Cap busted ‘em up pretty good.”

“And you guys are all safe?”

“Relatively,” Tony said. “As long as I keep drinking tea, Nat’s happy, and if she’s happy, then Bruce is staying mostly not-green. I haven’t seen Clint in a while, and that’s worrisome even when he’s a grown up. Steve’s drawing pictures on the walls, that’s probably permanent marker -- oh, no, Cap, come on, can we keep the sketches to the walls and not on Thor?”

“Thor’s a baby, too?”

“Yeah, it’s both adorable and weirdly concerning,” Tony reported, “because he can still lift that stupid hammer of his. I swear, it’s a fingerprint, or DNA coded or something, because there is no way in the world that some three year old with a questionable vocabulary and the drinking habits of Howard Stark is worthy.”

“Baby Thor is swearing?”

“No, he’s threatening to wreak havoc,” Tony said. “Blood-thirsty little tyrant. I’ve got him snipe-hunting, at the moment, to prove his prowess.”

“You didn’t.”

“Oh, you bet your shiny metal ass I did,” Tony said. “Also, Wanda and Viz are missing, also worrisome, so, reinforcements on the babysitting end would be good, too.”

“Yeah, gonna give the baby avenger nanny job a miss. So, uh, what do you want me to do about the villain?” Rhodey asked. He checked his surroundings; damn he loved being able to just leave the driving to his AI, that was so handy. He knew Tony had sometimes used travel time to actually sleep, which was a little more than Rhodey wanted to do, but it was convenient to not have to worry about deployment.

“Find him, take the hourglass away from him, and go badger Strange into doing the bibbity bobbity boo schtick,” Tony said. “Wait, Nat, honey, can you get down from there, sweetie? Come on, just… yeah, there we go. What did I say about climbing on the furniture?”

“You think this is magic?”

“It sure as fuck isn’t science,” Tony said.

“Mis’er Tony,” a piping voice said, and the kids were all so young that Rhodey had no chance of identifying which one it was, “waz fuck mean?”

“Better wash your mouth out, Mr. Tony,” Rhodey said, in all seriousness. “You’ve got impressionable children around you.”

“Bite me, sugarbear,” Tony said. “Fuck is a bad word, and you shouldn’t say it where your Uncle Rhodey can hear you.”

“All right, Tones,” Rhodey reported. “I’m eleven minutes out. Don’t let the Spy Kids get you down.”

“Just hurry up,” Tony pleaded. “My rates for babysitting go up if I have to feed them.”

“Look at it this way,” Rhodey said, “at least none of them are in diapers, still.”

“Remind me when all this is over and I’ll tell you about Captain America and the Winter Soldier flooding the bathroom by trying to rescue one of the toys they ‘accidentally’ flushed down the toilet,” Tony grumbled.

Rhodey laughed. “You can’t say you don’t deserve this,” he said.

“I absolutely do not deserve-- stop laughing at me, honeybear,” Tony complained. “Ack, gotta run, Clint’s climbing up shit again.”

Rhodey grinned. “Record all this for me, Friday, you sweet thing, you,” he said.

“Already on it,” Friday reported.

“Good girl.”

“It’s not very often that the B-listers get to save the day,” Sam said. He’d been doing his thing down at the VA when the assemble call came in and decided that the team could handle it. Sometimes, comforting vets who were suffering from PTSD was way more important than busting up some third-rate knock off villain.

Apparently this had not been that time.

“I hardly consider myself a B-lister,” Dr. Strange said. He was doing that annoying, floating thing again, the damn showoff.

“It’s okay, man,” Sam told him, nudging Strange with his shoulder. “You’ll get your time to shine. I mean, you’re not quite as handsome as me, but you’ll make a really cute doll.”

The cloak that Strange always wore shoved Sam away. Sam had never been able to figure out if that cloak responded to Strange’s thoughts or if it had some sort of agenda of its own, but it hovered around the man like a velvet attack dog, and Sam had seen it do some pretty nifty tricks that a fancy bit of flannel should not manage.

“Your thinly disguised jealousy is an ugly thing, Mr. Wilson,” Strange said.

“What are we doing again, here, banter?” War Machine thudded across the street and dropped another one of the time-lord’s minions into the pile. “Also, they’re called action figures, Wilson,” Rhodes commented, turning his War Machine mask in Sam’s direction, which always made Sam a little nervous. It wasn’t Sam’s fault, exactly, that War Machine had taken a bad hit in the airport battle, but it kinda was, and guilt was a slippery subject.

“Just thought you needed a new story for the parties, Colonel,” Sam said. “The one with the tank is getting old.”

“This one begins to show some signs of regaining consciousness,” Strange said, and he did that weird… thing with his hands; glowing golden runes in moving, twisting circles appeared. The minion was wrenched to his feet by invisible hands. “Will it help if I threaten you first, or would you just like to tell us where we might find your boss?”

“Oh, just turn him inside out as an example for the rest of these assholes,” Rhodes suggested. “I’m tired, I’m bored, and I didn’t get coffee this morning, before Tony rousted me to come deal with his cleanup issues.”

Sam was pretty sure that War Machine without coffee was more terrifying than Strange, but each to their own.

The minion, on the other hand, just looked stubborn.

“They’re all a bunch of stupids,” a tiny little voice said.

Sam whirled around so fast he almost got whiplash. “Oh, hell no, what… no, no, this is not… Vision, what the-- how are you even a kid?”

Vision, a tiny purple toddler, was floating nearby. He was holding hands with an equally tiny Wanda Maximoff. “A question that concerns me as well. But it has, it seems, happened, and we must deal with it. Wanda and I have located Chronos, if we might be of some assistance.”

Sam pinched the bridge of his nose. “You know y’all ain’t supposed to be out running around when you’re toddlers, right?”

“Hey, Tones,” War Machine was already on the communicator with Stark, which was just as well, because Sam didn’t want to deal with telling an already stressed out Iron Man that they’d found two runaway mini-vengers. “We found your runaways. Flying preschoolers are hard to keep a hold of, I get it, man, I do, but…”

“Chronos left behind a unique radiation and trans dimensional signature. Between Wanda and I, we were able to follow it.”

Strange flicked his fingers in one of those convoluted patterns; he always looked more stiff and formal than Wanda, whose magic danced from knuckle to knuckle like she was listening to her own personal rave. Sam couldn’t always tell if that was a result of Strange’s injuries, or differences in their training, or something else entirely.

Lines of shimmering blue symbols extended from Strange’s hands and circled the two children, coiling around until--

“Leashes?” Sam blurted. “You made magical mommy leashes?”

“It seemed, somehow, appropriate, given the circumstances,” Strange said. “After all, toddlers are trouble on the best of days, and magical, flying toddlers likely to be more taxing than most.” He looped the glowing runes around his wrist. “This way, we should be able to keep track of them, at least.”

The two flying kids looked like surreal helium balloons more than anything else, but working together, Wanda and Vision managed a spell that drew a brilliant yellow, crackling line between the mind stone in the middle of Vision’s forehead all the way to wherever Chronos was.

“I gotta say, that’s a neat trick,” Sam commented. He kicked off from the ground to scout ahead. “Even if if looks like something out of a damn video game.”

“It is the traces of his effects on us that Wanda’s spell is able to detect, pointing in the direction of the source,” Vision said. He was always a bit pompous, sounding like Tony’s old AI, which in turn supposedly sounded like the Stark’s old butler, but hearing that voice and those tones from a tiny little purple gummy bear of a kid was super disconcerting.

The line was as the crow -- or, in this case, the Falcon -- flies, so Sam zipped along the line, hoping the guy hadn’t done something like gotten on an airplane in the meanwhile. “I don’t suppose you can tie them up outside on the corner lamppost or something, while we bash some baddies?”

“Mr. Wilson, that would be very irresponsible,” Strange said. “Maybe we should leave them in your tender care while the colonel and I deal with the situation.”

“No, I ain’t drawing straws to see who stays the kids,” Sam said. “I got nieces and nephews and I have done just as much uncle-duty babysitting as is mandated by the state of New York--”

“Perfectly qualified, great, thank you for volunteering,” Strange said.

“Man, shut the hell up.”

But, of course, he got stuck with watching after Viz and Wanda while Strange and War Machine went inside to kick ass. Taking names was optional; he’d heard a rumor that Strange had taken one man’s name permanently -- like the dude never remembered his name again. Even nicknames. It was weird and scary and petty as hell, but it did make one a little leary about going up against the Sorcerer Supreme.

Chronos didn’t seem to have gotten that memo, so Sam was stuck outside, entertaining two highly dangerous, low on patience, kidlets. The usual things that Sam did to keep his sister’s kids out of trouble did not go over well with Viz -- being a synthoid apparently kept playing video games on Sam’s smartphone from being quality entertainment.

“A’ight now, Wanda, is that a real tiger there, or are you puttin’ a whammy on me, because I don’t appreciate no whammies,” Sam said. He was pretty sure it wasn’t an actual tiger, like escaped from the zoo sort of critter, but it was entirely possible that Wanda had gotten bored and decided to import a tiger. Or grow one from an alley cat.

“Put that thing back where it came from, or so help me--” Viz started, and then they were both singing that stupid song from Monsters, Inc.

“It’s a work in progress,” Sam muttered as the tiger disappeared in a puff of scarlet mist. “Why is it that you even know Sully and Mike, Viz? I didn’t think you were big into cartoons.” He pressed one hand over his chest, willing himself to calm. Down. No tigers. There were no tigers here, damn it.

“I do have access to my… former self’s memory stores,” Viz explained. “And Mr. Stark was particularly fond of showing a wide variety cinema to Captain Rogers.”

Movie nights. Sam sighed. It’d been a while since the Avengers had had movie night. “Huh. Do you like that sort of thing? Like, when you’re a full sized synthoid and not a pint sized technological terror?”

“I am fond of popcorn,” Viz said, thoughtfully. “And hearing the thoughts of my companions about the movies, although I find most cinema to be… less than engaging.”

“Popcorn, popcorn, popcorn!” Wanda bellowed. She jumped up onto Viz’s back, wrapping her arms around his throat. “Gimme a biggy pack ride!”

“I’m quite certain what you meant was a piggy back ride,” Viz corrected her, gently, which was probably just a bad move, because no one appreciated that shit. And yeah, there went Wanda sticking her tongue in his ear and blowing a loud, wet raspberry.

“I know what I said!”

“That was truly unnecessary,” Viz complained, but nonetheless, he hooked his hands under Wanda’s knees and trotted her around in a circle. Which worked great as a distraction right up until Strange’s magical leashes got all tangled up around Sam, and the three of them ended up stuck together like the world’s most awkward slinky.

On the plus side, War Machine came out a few minutes later, carrying a huge hourglass. He turned it over, opened the -- Sam assumed, bottom -- and sprinkled a little bit of dust on each of the kids, like some sort of metal Tinkerbelle.

“Hey, watch it with that stuff,” Sam protested. “Don’t need to be any older than I already am.”

“With age comes wisdom,” Rhodey said.

“Yeah, I’m good man. Wise enough, thanks.”

There was no possible way that the War Machine’s faceplate could indicate sarcasm.

It did anyway.

Tony was sleeping.

Steve, probably the oldest of the de-aged Avengers, was playing an entirely age-inappropriate video game on the playstation while the Winter Soldier was poking someone’s smart phone, looking up cheat codes and walkthroughs. Apparently kid-savvy with tech outweighed both of their “I was an adult in the 30s, don’t expect me to care about your smartphone” stubbornness. Or, as Rhodey had often thought, privately, they were both perfectly fine with tech, the two of them just liked yanking Tony’s chain. A hobby that, most of the time, Rhodey could get behind.

On one side of Tony was curled a just-barely toddler Thor, Mjolnir in his arms like a teddy bear.

Peter Parker was the only infant, but still apparently sticky as velcro; he was clinging to the front of the Iron Man’s suit, napping, thumb shoved firmly in his mouth. There was drool dripping down his chin and onto the suit.

Black Widow was still having a tea party and had managed to talk Clint into wearing a purple princess dress and glitter flats and drink pretend tea out of little plastic cups while discussing the neighbor’s begonias. Hulk was a great, green toddler, nearly as tall as Tony was as an adult, but he was sitting, criss-cross, on the floor at Tony’s feet, petting a cat.

Where the hell had they gotten a cat from? Rhodey didn’t know if he wanted to know.

“KITTY,” Hulk bellowed, softly, as Rhodey tiptoed around the sleeping and resting avengerlettes.

“Yeah, I see that,” Rhodey said. “Hope Bruce likes cats.”

“PUNY BANNER LIKE KITTY!”

“Yeah, okay, so we have a Compound pet,” Sam said. “I’ll have Friday put in an order for litter and food. Or something.”

“Hey, Tones,” Rhodey said, shaking his shoulder gently. “Come on, wakey wakey, old man, time to give your kids back.”

Iron Man very gently wrapped one armor-clad arm around the sleeping Parker. “Shut up, sour patch. I just got them napping. ‘S everything okay?”

“Well, aside from the World War Twosome traumatizing themselves by playing Outlast 2,” Rhodey said, “we have a cure. And the baddie’s on his way to prison. And Strange is trying to figure out how to get the hourglass back to the person it belongs to, more power to him.”

“A cure,” Tony said. The facemask peeled back and a somewhat less aged Tony looked up at him. “Almost sorry to hear that. These kids are a lot of work, but--” he stared down at Peter, then smiled, a little dopey and sad. “I kinda like it.” Tony shifted a little until Thor was sleeping on the floor, still curled around his hammer.

“Yeah, thought you might,” Rhodey said. “You’ve always been Team Dad.”

Wanda was sprinkling the re-aging dust on various Avengers. Steve and Bucky suddenly growing back into their adult selves did not seem to keep them from fighting over the PS4 controller like rowdy teenagers.

“It was just… you know… nice,” Tony said.

Rhodey glanced around. “Kinda thought you might think that.” He handed Tony a pair of little ziplock baggies. “Save it for a special occasion.”

Tony’s eyebrows went way up.

“Just sayin’, Tones,” Rhodey said, “that it might be nice to spend an afternoon as kids again, don’t you think?”

Tony’s eyes softened. “Oh, yeah. Absolutely!”

#fic #tony stark #deaging avengers #tony is a good babysitter #sort of #bad ass Rhodey #War Machine #war machine rox

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beingabadass · 8 months

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@oceansfirst

"PEPPPPEEERRR CAN YOU HEAR ME??"

#oceansfirst #➤ WAR MACHINE ROX [ file: Dash Shenanigans ]#I'M JUST ONE LAST TEST???

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you--know--who--i--am · 6 years

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hi here have the results of my project for the weekend AKA Nighthawk is A Nerd: equations that simplify down to the names of all of them :D

and then I arted it up because I could and it looks cool and !!!! they’re mostly in the poses from movie posters bc this started as just an experiment and I figured that actually looked p cool.

#I realized while doing that that JARVIS is orange in my head and FRIDAY blue and that's apparenly wrong???#I kept their names those colors tho #Armored Family #armored QPR #pepperony #genius AI and bots #armor child #Red Pepper #dunce cap and fire extinguisher #war machine rox #Spider Child #camera and broom #battle butler #battle butler MK 2 #I am absolutely doing a version with their superhero names but first i must continue the IW countdown with Thor #i should also.....probably studdy for finals lmao

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I cannot believe that my most popular post is literally me thirsting over Don Cheadle in a suit with a sword. Let me give y'all something to *really* thirst over.

#don cheadle #thirsty #oh no he's hot #WAR MACHINE ROX #war machine #iron patriot #no he's really r e a l l y hot #marvel superhero calender 2k18

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The Enigma Beyond Charles Breakfield and Rox Burkey Guest Post Artificial Intelligence #TechnoThriller #ActionAdventure #FictionalThriller #AI #artificialintelligence #MachineLearning #R-Group #BreakfieldBurkey #EnigmaSeries @1rburkey

FEATURED AUTHORS: CHARLES BREAKFIELD AND ROX BURKEY It is a pleasure to feature Charles Breakfield and Rox Burkey—the awarding-winning co-authors of The Enigma Series (Technothrillers - Fiction/ Thriller / Technology). I had the opportunity to speak with Rox Burkey at the 6th Annual PenCraft Book Awards Dinner and Ceremony for Literary Excellence held in Lake Charles, LA, where she received an award and discussed the new perceived threat to the world, artificial Intelligence (A.I.). The showdown between man and the computer system HAL in 2001 A Space Odyssey is no longer science fiction. Humans are now grappling with the potential benefits and dangers of A.I. in its infancy. The Enigma Beyond: -A Techno Thriller (Bool 11 in the The Enigma Series) is highlighted in this post. Released by ICABOD Press on January 7th, 2020 (386 pages), this novel explores the potential risks of A.I. Below are highlights and the book trailer of The Enigma Beyond, author bios for Charles Breakfield and Rox Burkey, and their guest post entitled: Breakfield & Burkey comments on Artificial Intelligence and where we are heading HIGHLIGHTS: THE ENIGMA BEYOND The Enigma Beyond: -A Techno Thriller (The Enigma Series Book 11) By Charles Breakfield & Rox Burkey Narrator/VoiceActor: Derek Shoales Blurb: Automation of humanity’s demise - Artificial intelligence Technologists make computers faster. Computers are ingesting all the data from around the world, good, bad, or indifferent. These machines can think—big mistake. Decision making wars between Artificially Intelligence supercomputers and humans recently kicked into overdrive. Algorithms deliver manufactured choices to individuals and organizations to growing number of personal devices to drive decisions. Continued seduction of mankind becomes eminent unless stopped by our champions. R-Group, information experts, leverage their next generation youth to rise to the new threats of modern technology. These evolving specialists are poised to compete with complex adversaries run by greedy technological geniuses. Training of new R-Group family members is real-time cyber assault events. Working with ICABOD, R-Group's treasured supercomputer, is their best weapon for this battle. MAG, the consortium of global technology predators, united to bring their insidious plans for technology domination to the world stage. Everyone caught in the cyber crosshairs realize time’s up! Technical oligopolies want to dictate their terms for control of political, , healthcare, finances, and orbiting defense systems. Can the champions of the R-Group intercept the MAG group? Who will win the AI wars? What readers are saying – “This latest book in the series is a wake-up call about AI and robots, giving you a feeling of being too close to home.? “It is an edge of your seat, mind-blowing, realistic and far-reaching thriller that will leave you with nightmares. These are the monsters one cannot see, but they are there, nonetheless.” “Another great adventure towards the end of the series. There is always something to learn.” Book Buy Links: Available on Kindle Unlimited? Universal Amazon UK Amazon US Amazon CA Amazon AU Barnes and Noble AUDIOBOOK: THE ENIGMA BEYOND Audiobook Buy Links: Audible Amazon Audiobooks BOOK TRAILER: THE ENIGMA BEYOND OVERVIEW: THE ENIGMA SERIES R-Group is a group of cyber heroes supporting their clients, businesses, and governments from tyranny by the bad actors of the Darknet. They use their technological, financial, and dedicated resources to find the sources of evil exploits and expose them to the authorities. The Box Set edition for Books 1-3 of the Enigma Series includes The Enigma Factor, The Enigma Rising, and The Enigma Ignite. The first-generation R-Group began in 1939 in Poland when three patriots tried to hit back at the German invaders by taking their encryption device and learning its secrets. The three men risked their lives to help make a difference in humanity. Their moral principles were handed down through the generations. These guidelines are instilled in their modern-day support as the cyber good guys beat back the cyber criminals oozing all over the Darknet. Each tale uses today's contemporary issues, such as identity theft, stealing satellite communications, or capitalizing on battlefield communications. Though each story is a stand-alone, characters continue to grow and evolve throughout the entire series. The technology used in these fictional thrillers is accurate. Who will win and keep the scales tipped in favor of humankind is at the heart of the thrillers. Buy Links to The Enigma Series Books in Series Available on Kindle Unlimited? Universal Amazon US Amazon CA BREAKFIELD AND BURKEY SHORT STORIES AUTHOR BIOS: CHARLES BREAKFIELD AND ROX BURKEY BREAKFIELD – Charles works as a data/telecom solution architect and supports digital security, blockchain solutions, and unified communications. He enjoys writing, studying World War II history, travel, and cultural exchanges. Charles’ love of wine tastings, cooking, and Harley riding often provides writing topics. Much of his personality comes from his father who served in the military for 30 years and three wars. Charles grew up on multiple bases and different countries. The multi-cultural exposure helps him with the various character perspectives they bring to the series. His personal ambition is to continue to teach Burkey humor. BURKEY– Rox is a Customer Experience Specialist who works with businesses around the world. As a gifted speaker and accomplished listener, she bridges the chasm between business problems and technical solutions to optimize business productivity. She has written technology papers, white papers, but launches into high gear when plotting our next technothriller or short story. As a child, she led the other kids with her highly charged imagination generating new adventures with make believe characters. She is proud of being a Girl Scout until high school, and contributed to the community as a member of a Head Start program. Rox enjoys her family, learning, listening to people, travel, outdoor activities, sewing, cooking, and thinking about how to diversify the series. BREAKFIELD AND BURKEY began their partnership writing non-fictional papers and books. They formed a business partnership to share stories as fictional story writers. They recognize storytelling is an evolving method to share excitement, thrills, and insights to today’s technology risks. They are passionate about leveraging real technology into fictional writing. The variety of characters have attributes from the many people who crossed their professional paths add that depth. Admittedly, Breakfield often asks interesting people he meets if they thought about being an evil cyberthug or femme fatale in their series. Both authors travels are pulled into stories that requires real knowledge of specific locals. They enjoy well-rounded thrillers that include levels of humor, romance, intrigue, suspense, and mystery. They love to talk about their stories at private and public book readings or events. Burkey conducts podcast style interviews with a couple of author groups, and enjoys extracting the tidbits from authors, especially new ones. Her first interview was, wait for it, Breakfield. You can learn where they will be from the calendar on their website. EnigmaSeries.com has information on the Enigma Series, 12 books, 10 short stories, audio books, book trailers, and the newest series Enigma Heirs releasing in 2023. They have proudly earned multiple awards for their fictional creations. We are also part of the Underground Authors group writing cozy mysteries/murders in the Magnolia Bluff Crime Chronicles. We are committed to providing an installment for Season 2 and Season 3 to accompany The Flower Enigma, released in Season 1. Social Media Links: Reach out to authors anytime at their e-mail: [email protected]. Co-authors Rox Burkey and Charles Breakfield look forward to your comments and feedback. Website Enigma Series YouTube Burkey Website Twitter Burkey Twitter Enigma Series Facebook Burkey Facebook The Engima Series Breakfield & Burkey Blog Instagram LinkedIn Burkey LinkedIn Breakfield Amazon Author Page Breakfield Amazon Author Page Burkey GUEST POST: BREAKFIELD AND BURKEY Breakfield & Burkey comments on Artificial Intelligence and where we are heading – The continued expansion of artificial intelligence (A.I.) and enhanced machine learning using supercomputers threatens the creativity of individual authors, musicians, and artists. We maintain that creativity is not a once-and-done singularly brilliant idea but the culmination of several innovations with incremental steps that, when taken together, look fantastic. No idea comes from a vacuum but gets built upon other concepts and foundations. Using programs, computer learning, and global data lake access permits completing these nanosecond activities. This iterative process competes with the human creative process over time. Our Proof Points Include: David Bowie’s computer-generated musical tune he pioneered in 2016. He fed in the critical rules of the music creation process and permitted the computer to select the words. The result was a starting point for A.I. and machine-generating modern music products. IBM allows its A.I. tool, Watson, to make medical diagnostics based on access to multiple online databases faster than a regular doctor. The medical field teaches robots to perform surgery more precisely than a heart surgeon’s 15 -20 years of education and training. The movie industry has shifted from artists drawing by hand for stop-motion animation to action scenes generated using a bank of computers. The result is a shortened time to market with higher graphical quality. The actor is no longer the centerpiece of the character interpretation. Characterization is now under the control of the Computer engineer controlling the mouse and keyboard of a computer terminal as suggested by their program. Computer-generated art by Beeple (Mike Winkelmann) sold for $69 million. The digital piece was auctioned by Christie’s at a standalone online auction on March 12, 2021. Early A.I. application prototypes began with Canva to generate book cover graphics and have now morphed into using natural language direction fed into an A.I. enhanced chatbot hosted by OpenAI companies like Dall-E2: https://openai.com/product/dall-e-2. Speak or type the graphical image you desire; then, it allows the user continues to have the program refine the output. Apple and others are experimenting with artificial intelligence to generate voice recordings instead of voice actors/narrators in audiobooks. Many audiobook narrators are scoffing at this so-called innovation, yet the same scenario occurred when Apple introduced the iPhone. The significant players Nokia, Blackberry, and Motorola derided Apple’s entry into the market as an immature product with no chance against the incumbents. Remember that technical innovation doesn’t stop with the initial introduction because innovation is an iterative process. Demands on product owners: do it again but give me better. There is nothing sacred when it is up against technology. Humans have always claimed creativity was the main difference between analog artists and digital computers. Artificial intelligence coupled with deep learning capabilities challenges that argument. Providing artificial intelligent learning to an evolving software application will shorten the creative process leads that authors, musicians, and artists currently enjoy. We’ve seen whole professional careers reduced to a mere 20 basic rules to be able to operate. In our world, physics, math, chemistry, and electricity frame the tools humans use. If those rules leverage computer programs, then why not story generation? As storytellers, we believe we are better writers today than ten years ago. The danger to creativity is programs drive the content rather than human imagination and feelings. We are on the precipice where humans can’t claim creative superiority, even though man has programmed digital innovators. We are forfeiting our creativity to technology. Breakfield and Burkey witnessed firsthand the already sad state of affairs based on a book review we had purchased. The results returned in ten days, filled with compliments and praise. The only problem was the content referenced our characters from other stories. We spotted it immediately. It appeared the reviewer gave our website and information gathered from other reviewers to an A.I. enhanced chatbot program and asked to create relevant statements about our fictional story. Even though we had submitted a book synopsis, the wrong protagonists were listed, an incorrect good guy organization, and nothing tied to the new unreleased story. When confronted with the apparent sleight of hand review, the reviewing company begged for another chance after firing the bogus reviewer. The danger to creativity is replacing human ideas with digital innovation. Think about the following possibilities: - When a movie gets told by computers - Patients agree to surgery by a robot rather than a physician - A massively powerful parallel processor indicates that your genetic makeup will result in a high probability of children with congenital disabilities, or - When you can no longer live life to the fullest because your smartphone doesn’t have an app for that, then technology has too much control. We need to maintain guardrails to allow the creative minds of humans today and tomorrow to blossom. We don’t want to rob future generations of learning with too much-undisciplined technology today. Breakfield and Burkey write for humans, not silicon based A.I. enhanced computers. Read the full article

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