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[This memory share is much nicer than Tony's last one. He's in his early twenties this time with a Santa hat sitting jauntily on his head.  Across from the doorway is a piano where a lovely older woman with blonde hair is sitting and singing. Tony is humming along with her a soft smile on his face as the music floats through the air.]

Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh
so mellow.

Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember and if you remember
then follow
follow.

Try to remember when life was so tender
When no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
When dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
When love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember and if you remember
then follow
follow.


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CW: Torture, waterboarding, talk of emergency surgery


I am Iron Man )

Audio: UN; Ironheart

Hey Steve you around for a chat?

audio;

Sep. 3rd, 2019 07:18 pm
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Shouldn't there have been, like, maybe a waiver of some kind to link my brain to the internet? Like, I get that lots of people like to make jokes about my generation being addicted to our phones but this is-this is crazy. This is completely crazy. Who wants this? This is two steps too close to becoming a cyborg, no offense to cyborgs, but I didn't volunteer to have my mind hijacked? Like. Thanks for the assist, but the assist isn't wanted? This is definitely not wanted. So very not wanted. I'm only using this right now because what other choice do I have? There are zero other choices. All technology can be hacked.

Can someone come take it out? Nobody needs to be inside my head. I don't like being in my head! Nobody else should have access to it. What if I, like, fall asleep on this side of my body, and I start talking in my sleep??? This is a serious invasion of privacy that I didn't even get a Terms of Service for that I could pretend to read just to hit accept and I would not accept this. This is...

[ok. he's not panicking. he's not panicking. this is not the panic you think it is. deep breaths, parker, you can do it. in for two out for two.]