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what do you think of the new avengers?

Well, let's say it's a mix of chaos that gets me hooked like no other project. I see a spark in them - these fresh faces diving headfirst into the fight. They're like an unfinished prototype, waiting to be polished. I feel there's method in this madness.

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favourite animal?

Favorite animal? Well, if I’m being honest, I'd say the cheetah! Fast, elegant, with class, charging ahead no matter what - mirroring my own pace of life. I swoop in, save the world, and dash out like a cheetah on the hunt. But seriously, there's something beautiful in that - the freedom, the strength. Maybe it's also an echo of my inner self, which sometimes just wants to run and never look back.

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who's your favourite avenger?

Favorite Avenger? Oh, definitely Spider-Man! He swings from walls, tosses out jokes, and has a heart in the right spot - who could resist him? The rest of the crew is cool, but this little spider steals the show.

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have you spoken to any of the other avengers recently?

Lately, that's a bit of a tricky matter. Maybe because I'm relaxing in Malibu, where no Avenger dares to visit. What? Even a genius deserves a vacation!

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mr stark your my favourite avenger

And who might my sweet anonymous be? Who, I wonder? Why, it's you, of course. But responding in a slightly more serious tone - thank you!

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Sometimes I enjoy simple, short words. They reveal "more" than you might initially assume.

I’ve already done something "weird." Get used to it, Snowflake.

I'll stick around and make myself at home, hm? We’ve got plenty to talk about, do't you think? I brought some good whisky. Let it be an olive branch I'm extending to you. It’s up to you whether you grab it or not.

Oh, I've rambled on. But I guess that doesn't surprise you, does it?

Hello~

That's it?

Just... "Hello"?

Hello back... Stark.

Don't make it weird.

[Response provided by Redacted. Omg omg it's fricken Tony Stark]

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I grew up without my dad in my life,

I started seeing you a lot on tv and stuff and started pretending the reading my dad wasn't around was because you were my dad and you were super busy being an avenger.

I'm now 26, and I still picture you automatically when someone asks who my father is.

You mean a lot to me.

Hey,

I don't even know how to describe the flood of emotions that hit me when I read what you wanted to share. The whole world knows Tony Stark struggles with feelings (and some might even say I lack a heart!), but this time, I'll try to break that mold and… speak from the heart. I'm truly glad I could play such an important role for you during such a crucial time - your journey into adulthood. I don't know you personally, but I'm deeply touched that my mere presence in your world could support you, even if it happened unknowingly. I hope my cynicism or egocentrism didn’t get to you too much. Those are just minor traits, overshadowed by much greater ones that together shape the full picture. Me. The genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. As you can see, I can be more thanks to people like you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for these words. I’m aware of my shortcomings, but I strive every day to become a better version of myself. I hope one day you'll be proud that I'm the one filling the role of your "spiritual guardian."

Yours,

Tony Stark.

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how's pepper?

We're having some "quiet" days. Lately, she's been avoiding me, and I'd really love to talk with her and spend some time together.

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have you seen peter recently?

I haven't seen the kid in ages. Truth is, I kind of miss him a bit.

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working on any new suits?

I'm working on them nonstop. I even have one armor prototype ready. If you want, come over - I'd be glad to show it to you.

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o p e n rp (english or polish)

Stark sat in the workshop, surrounded by flickering screens and tangled cables, his hands darting over the touch panels as if in a trance. He couldn’t tear himself away - the fascination with this chaotic technology drew him deeper and deeper. Hours slipped by unnoticed, and he lingered in that moment, forgetting sleep, forgetting the world beyond the steel walls of his sanctuary. The workshop’s darkness was his refuge, and the flashes of blue screens reflected in his tired yet fiercely gleaming eyes. He didn’t eat, didn’t rest – he sustained himself only on the machine’s beeps, which seemed to understand him better than any human ever could.

He knew it was an obsession, but he didn’t care. After all, he was a genius, and geniuses knew no limits - especially when no one stood in his way. He seized this moment of silence, while the rest of the world slept, to immerse himself in his projects. The metallic clicks of tools blended with the soft hum of servers, weaving a symphony only he could comprehend. Sometimes he paused, staring at holographic schematics as if seeking answers to questions he hadn’t yet voiced. His mind raced at full speed, and though his body was exhausted, it refused to yield.

There was no room for doubt or voices that might hold him back. In the workshop, he was the master of his fate, and the electronics were his truest companion. He knew it was dangerous - no sleep, no balance - but in this madness, he felt free. Each new idea, each spark of inspiration pushed him further into this technological labyrinth. And though a whisper of consequences lingered at the back of his mind, for now, only this moment mattered – this dance with the machines that knew no end. ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||

Stark siedział w warsztacie, otoczony migoczącymi ekranami i splątanymi kablami, a jego dłonie śmigały nad dotykowymi znakami niczym w transie. Nie potrafił się oderwać - fascynacja tym chaosem technologii wciągała go coraz głębiej. Godziny płynęły niepostrzeżenie, a on trwał w tej chwili, zapominając o śnie, o świecie poza stalowymi ścianami jego warsztatu. Ciemność warsztatu była jego azylem, a błyski niebieskich ekranów odbijały się w jego zmęczonych, ale żarliwie błyszczących oczach. Nie jadł, nie odpoczywał - żywił się jedynie tymi piknięciami maszyn, które zdawały się rozumieć go lepiej niż ludzie.

Wiedział, że to obsesja, ale nie dbał o to. W końcu był geniuszem, a geniusze nie zna granic - zwłaszcza gdy nikt nie staje mu na przeszkodzie. Wykorzystywał ten moment ciszy, gdy reszta świata spała, by pogrążyć się w swoich projektach. Metaliczne kliknięcia narzędzi mieszały się z cichym szumem serwerów, tworząc symfonię, którą tylko on rozumiał. Czasem przystawał, wpatrując się w holograficzne schematy, jakby szukał w nich odpowiedzi na pytania, których jeszcze nie zadał. Jego umysł pracował na najwyższych obrotach, a ciało, choć wyczerpane, nie dawało za wygraną.

Nie było tu miejsca na wątpliwości ani na głosy, które mogłyby go powstrzymać. W warsztacie był panem swojego losu, a elektronika - jego najwierniejszym towarzyszem. Wiedział, że to niebezpieczne - brak snu, brak równowagi; ale w tym szaleństwie czuł się wolny. Każdy nowy pomysł, każdy błysk inspiracji pchał go dalej, w głąb tego technologicznego labiryntu. I choć gdzieś z tyłu głowy czaiła się myśl o konsekwencjach, teraz liczyła się tylko ta chwila, ten obłęd z maszynami, który nie miał końca.

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Oh, don't bristle so, my dear companion - I can name you as my whims dictate, and with time, you’ll come to crave it. My genius weaves worlds, my wit ignites them, and I've got a silver tongue to match.

Hello, Snowflake.

Don't call me that, Stark.

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