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Entry tags:
- *open,
- jack bauer | man of the hour,
- peter parker | spider-man,
- tony stark | iron man,
- † bobbi morse | mockingbird,
- † cassie holmes | watcher,
- † dick grayson | nightwing,
- † eames | the forger,
- † geddoe | raijin,
- † hank mccoy | beast,
- † megamind | megamind,
- † n/a | apollo,
- † robert reynolds | the sentry/the void,
- † roxanne ritchi | n/a,
- † susan storm | invisible woman,
- † tali'zorah vas normandy | the machinis,
- † vivi ornitier | n/a
Close the City and tell the people
Who: Tony Stark, a skrull body, and YOU! (This is also a mingling type of thing if you wish!)
Where: Avengers Mansion: the basement lab
When: Sunday through idk, whenever?
Warnings: Some sciencings! A dead body! There may be more autopsy-esque things in here!
Summary: Tony got ahold of the Skrull's body. This is all for education!! Also to look at everyone who comes because he monitors everyone :(
Format: Para to start, tag yourself in as you like!
809 Fifth Street. The mansion with the large A on the gates was something of a dead giveaway. They weren't open, but at a new arrival, it was likely they would. The yard itself was silent. The path to the mansion proper was blocked off with a rather familiar suit that looked a lot like Iron Man who would stand there, and point the way to the exterior basement entrance. Once in, a lot of the side projects and other tables have been cleared, and there's essentially just a Skrull's body. Tony's nearby in slacks and a button up, looking over that something that looks like an iPad (but it totally isn't!!!) his fingers tapping against it gently as he moved around the body.
There were cameras above, watching, listening in. He might be focused on the tablet for the moment, but he was pacing, waiting to educate. With the information about the Skrulls compared to what he'd known he'd been doing, he knew that hadn't worked. It had not worked. Futile. He'd thought keeping it secret had kept down the paranoia, would cause fewer problems. It hadn't. Who had been the one who suggested that? Jessica Drew. He was going to try something different, and maybe-- Maybe with all the different superhumans, different powers, things may have a better chance?
So he was going to at least try, and give some of the people a look at it up close if they wished. See who was interested, and who wasn't. And who could help out with any information he gave out. Not that he would give out all of it to anybody, paranoia only stretched so far. Things like Skrull biology, skrull society, he could share that, though. It wasn't exactly common knowledge, but common enough with the superhuman community.
Where: Avengers Mansion: the basement lab
When: Sunday through idk, whenever?
Warnings: Some sciencings! A dead body! There may be more autopsy-esque things in here!
Summary: Tony got ahold of the Skrull's body. This is all for education!! Also to look at everyone who comes because he monitors everyone :(
Format: Para to start, tag yourself in as you like!
809 Fifth Street. The mansion with the large A on the gates was something of a dead giveaway. They weren't open, but at a new arrival, it was likely they would. The yard itself was silent. The path to the mansion proper was blocked off with a rather familiar suit that looked a lot like Iron Man who would stand there, and point the way to the exterior basement entrance. Once in, a lot of the side projects and other tables have been cleared, and there's essentially just a Skrull's body. Tony's nearby in slacks and a button up, looking over that something that looks like an iPad (but it totally isn't!!!) his fingers tapping against it gently as he moved around the body.
There were cameras above, watching, listening in. He might be focused on the tablet for the moment, but he was pacing, waiting to educate. With the information about the Skrulls compared to what he'd known he'd been doing, he knew that hadn't worked. It had not worked. Futile. He'd thought keeping it secret had kept down the paranoia, would cause fewer problems. It hadn't. Who had been the one who suggested that? Jessica Drew. He was going to try something different, and maybe-- Maybe with all the different superhumans, different powers, things may have a better chance?
So he was going to at least try, and give some of the people a look at it up close if they wished. See who was interested, and who wasn't. And who could help out with any information he gave out. Not that he would give out all of it to anybody, paranoia only stretched so far. Things like Skrull biology, skrull society, he could share that, though. It wasn't exactly common knowledge, but common enough with the superhuman community.
no subject
As his watched the monitor, another image appeared beside it, as if a hologram. A strand of human DNA, pictured exactly the same way that the Skrull DNA was, hanging in the air. Tiny little white notes - encrypted with the same disconnected symbols as earlier - began to outline every small difference between the two. And there were countless.
"I assume they shift at the molecular level to an exact copy," Sherlock said, almost conversationally, "Or the paranoia would be moot."
no subject
He watched the notes, recording. It was fascinating the way they danced, a visual insight into what the other man was thinking. He could appreciate genius, and the code, well, it was pretty damn good, he had to give the guy that. Sherlock, of course, no matter whether it was the Doyle version or otherwise, was expected to be quite brilliant. He filed the information away to examine later. He'd need to decipher it to make sense of most of it.
"Regardless, the way they work is full integration. The worst part is that we cannot tell who is and isn't, thus if one is found," he indicated the body with a slow, careful nod. "It does the work for them."
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"How much fine control do they have over their ability?" He asked, turning his head to look at Tony. Idle thoughts thinking of Tonks, the only Shapeshifter he knew in the city. "Do they take a form all at once, or are they able to shift pieces at a time?"
no subject
"Really, that's of little use, for the most part. If they're shifted, they're going to stay shifted."
no subject
He tilted his head, considering. "And powers?"