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Name or Handle: Stephanie
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Email: phelan(.)stephanie(@)gmail.com
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Character Information:
Character Name: Tony Stark
Age: Tony’s age is completely up for debate and I honestly have no idea what it actually is! I’m just going to make him thirty-five.
Canon: Iron Man

Appearance: (A small excerpt from the novel I wrote about Tony Stark’s appearance.) Tony’s appearance is one that you don’t want to like. He’s got a certain charm with a hint of underlying douche to his face that is unmistakable. His hair is dark and usually well-kept and slicked back unless he’s working, drunk or otherwise indisposed in which case, it can be slightly tussled. His pornstache facial hair is easier shown rather than told but it’s a distinctly shaped mustache-goatee combination that is very sharp. Traditionally, Tony is a well-dressed person, wearing suits and fancy sunglasses and expensive shoes. (He tries to leave the “MUG ME PLEASE” sign in his closet.) He’s average height for a man and relatively average build though he has a hidden in-shapeness in his well-toned arms and chest that only a chosen few of the thing and blonde and easy variety get to see. His face has the markings of a lot of stress, a lot of alcohol and not enough sleep. On his chest is a bluish glowing disc. It’s an arc reactor, his own invention, that creates enough electromagnetism to keep pieces of metal shrapnel from piercing his heart. Without it, Tony would die. He's usually one to keep this hidden, however.

Personality: Oh dear. Tony Tony Tony. First of all, while Tony appears to be a full-blown narcissist (and don’t get me wrong, he IS), he also hates himself. Underneath his bravado is a man filled with self-loathing and self-destructive tendencies. An alcoholic, his outlet for dealing with things when they don’t go his way is to drink his problems away. As long as Tony’s got a glass of booze and some tight-assed floozy is telling him how great he is, he’s “all right” for the time being.

That being said, not many people see the more vulnerable side of Tony unless too many straws stack up on Camel Stark’s back. Generally, they see the narcissistic, billionaire playboy who has a lot of lip and a lot of growing up to do. It wouldn’t be accurate to say that Tony has foot-in-mouth syndrome because he very rarely steps back from what he says. If he has a thought in his head, he’s most likely going to say it in the most verbose way he can. (Sometimes, even at the expense of other people.) Tony has an assistant (Pepper Potts) that he would be lost without. Because of his tendency to put himself over others, it wouldn’t be past Tony Stark to completely skip a meeting just because he didn’t want to go. Pepper is needed to keep him in line and reminds him to be a person (even if he chooses not to listen most of the time).

A genius at engineering, Tony got his masters from MIT at the age of fifteen. He took over his father’s weapon manufacturing company by the age of twenty-one where he went on to design some of the best weapons the world had seen. However he was caught by terrorist who wanted the plans for his most recent missile and the same incident that injured his heart was the one that caused him to want to change his weapon-building ways. He built a suit of iron that he wore to not only escape from where he was being held but also to fight crime and keep himself alive! Tony sees himself as a futurist. He looks toward the future and tries to invent things to make the future a better place for everyone.

Though he is selfish, unlikable and obnoxious, Tony is loyal to the end and has a heart of iron gold.

Background: Derp.

Canon point: I’m going to take him mostly from the Marvel Movieverse, however, there will be stuff from the comicverse scattered in there too. (Mostly smaller background and personality things and nothing entirely major.) I would like to play him from the movieverse because of my obvious excitement for an upcoming movie that shall remain unnamed. However, I would also like to play him from this point because it’s a consistent point and voice to grab him from. (You know how tricky comic canons can be sometimes!)

Special Abilities: Besides his genius intellect, Tony has no powers (from the point I am taking him from) that can translate into the Star Wars universe. (All of his special abilities come from his suit which will obviously be left behind, I’d imagine!) I do have a question though! As I find it really hard to believe that Tony would not try to rebuild his suit once he arrives, is that all right with the mods? After all, he was able to BUILD HIS SUIT IN A CAVE WITH A BOX OF SCRAPS!! So it wouldn't be entirely impossible for him to do.

Sect: I’m going to put him in the Republic Military for now. (However, if you think he should start out as a civilian and later join the military, I will be happy to go along with that! Yay for development!)

Job: Tactician? Engineer? Mechanic? LEADER!!!! (Nah, I don’t have a job for him.)

Samples:
First Person:
[ The video feed turned on and for a moment, Tony doesn’t move. He simply let out a sigh and blinked a few times, almost as if in disbelief. ]

This is it? The only mode of communication I have is—

[ He pauses almost as if he knew the video was recording the whole time and as if he had been interrupted. His face was still skeptical and his annoyance for the piece of lame technology in his hand was definitely winning out over his shock, concern and confusion of suddenly being completely lost. ]

Okay, you know what? I see no direct or immediate danger currently and this is only going to offend me if I allow it to continue. If I’m going to make a distress call, I’m going to do it properly. And that means—

[ The video shuts off abruptly. ]

Third Person:
There were very few things in life that could make Tony Stark truly happy. When he was younger, his father got him a Captain America action figure. Howard Stark had probably never seen a sum of money so small as the one that was used to buy the toy and there wasn’t much thought put into the gift past “the toy that all the kids wanted”. Young Tony had always admired the Captain America he heard about so when he tore the wrapping off on his birthday, it was easily his favorite gift. Costing his father less than what he paid for lunch, Tony was very happy.

Now, almost thirty years later, Tony barely bats an eye at his collection of hundred-thousand dollar cars or the custom portrait in the living room or the beautiful grand piano. Instead, he willingly trades it all for his eight-year-old toolset and all the scraps, half-finished projects, fully-finished projects to be taken apart and redone and robots in his workshop.

“Can you hand me the soldering iron?” Tony holds his hand out without even looking up from what he’s doing. He is completely lost in his current project of repairing recent damage to his Iron Man suit. He feels a hot burn on the outside of his pinky finger and pulls away quickly. “Ow! I swear, can you not be entirely useless for just a minute? Did I program you for absolute failure or something?”

Tony gives a look of disdain at the drooping robot. “Don’t give me that, I didn’t ask you to solder my hand and-hey! All right, drop it. Dummy, drop it. Drop it.”

Pointing to the table, Tony glares at his robot as it hesitantly lowered the tool onto the table. “I’d be better off doing this on my own.” He picks the iron up and within a minute, his project is completed. Tony glances over at the clock just as it blinks to 5:56am. “Jarvis, what time is it in Japan?”

“7:56pm, Sir,” says the all-encompassing robotic voice.

“Perfect,” Tony replies, walking away from his finished project and heading over to another table with a disassembled car motor sitting on it. “The night is young.”

“If you say so, Sir,” Jarvis passively replies. And almost as jokingly as a robotic voice can pull off; “Might I fix up some warm sake for you too?”

“Hm. Yeah,,” Tony replies, grabbing hold of a large monkey wrench to dig into his new project. Then, with a slight smile and without looking up he instructs Jarvis to place it on his desk (next to an old Captain America action figure) without disturbing him.

Anything Else: Sorry if my samples (and my application) suck. They’ve always been a weakness of mine! I’m better at showing rather than telling how I would show! I’m also not as angsty and cheesy as that third person sample makes me seem. Hurray!