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[Action: Gangland]

[Wow, for once he feels like he's back at home. Not exactly so, but it's close enough for him. He'll get into the spirit, wearing one of his brown suits and matching fedora, and even bring out a cigar. In short - positively ridiculous. Even he knows it, but he doesn't care. He likes blending and frankly it makes him feel a little home sick even.

Oh, but the most fun will come when he learns that this is prohibition era. The time of no legalized drinking for anyone. Oh the days of his youth. So for extra fun he decides to take a beer from the grocery store stocks and watch the reactions all the gangland NPCs give him when he dares to drink in public, utterly amused by all the shocked faces and gasps he will get when the Gangland NPCs realize he is drinking alcohol oh god oh man oh god oh man.

He might be enjoying it a little too much, accidentally laughing at some point when he sees their faces and laughing in the middle of his drink. Enough that he sputters some of the drink out of the bottle by accident. Oops.
]

[Action: Space Opera]

[But besides Gangland there is another place he wants to check out. Space Opera. Supposedly a vision of the future.

And wow is it a future he likes. He's in space. And there are flying cars and large flashing towers and more -- this is the future he has always envisioned. The kind where everything is achievable through technology, through human genius and living on another planet is even possible now.

...Too bad Howard doesn't know that this isn't what the future holds. But what do you expect from someone who lived in the forties and thought all of this would be a reality by the time of the 70s and if not the 70s then the early 2000's. He is a 1940's man at heart and his visions of a brighter tomorrow...well Space Opera is everything he ever wanted out of them.

Either way he's going to be rather dazed as he walks around, just sort of amazed at everything he sees. He may accidentally bump into your character as he does so, not really paying attention as he walks. Too busy looking up at the space-looking towers, y'know? Just try not to ruin it for him that no, the future is not actually Space Opera.
]

[Voice: After Space Opera and Gangland]

Ok, lets be honest - Gangland and Space Opera are the best places in this experiment. Do you disagree? Let me tell you why you're wrong.

Nile is too hot, Ice Age is too cold, and Japan land is too medieval. [He forgot the actual name ok, what kind of name is Sho-gun-ah-teh anyway?]

Gangland has the Roaring Twenties and Space Opera is the future. You're free to debate, but you know I have a point here.

[smug mode active, but really? He doesn't care for subtlety. This is the best experiment he has been forced into yet and he wants to know what everyone thinks. What better way than goading?]

[Action: Private for Tony and Pepper]

[So. He knows his future-son has a place here in Gangland. And frankly Howard does not want to go back to the damn Nile.

So.

It has come to this.

After his incursion in Space Opera, will be at the front door of their home and knock on it thrice. Who will answer...
]
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Sunday, September 9th

[On Sunday, Howard returned to Luceti in the early morning from his mission. Close to 7am early to be exact, before the sun fully rises. He went home and immediately felt out of place. The events that transpired the weeks before he left were still fresh in his mind and they weren't going to go away. The only difference was that he felt much more prepared to take on the hurdle that was coming. Three weeks is a long time to think. Not as long as he would like, but good enough.

He leaves to start completing errands around noon. Going to the library to pick up books on MIR submarines, looking for knick-knacks in the item store (and making a huge mess while he's at it) and even doing something mundane as eating an apple outside in the plaza and looking carefully at everyone who passes by, no matter who they may be. It only takes up a few hours in the day unfortunately.

From then on he goes to the Battle Dome. Not to fight, but to create simulations. He's gotten a lot better at it thanks to practicing with the machines and is able to create more complex areas. While he works on the console, a book with detailed images of modern day New York City can be found in one hand while he programs with the other. And, in due time, he recreates 42nd street using the book as a guide. The bustling city can easily be viewed in the Observation area, as Howard enters his simulation and begins to wander around the one street. The city is also full with people programmed into the simulation - of course they never look at Howard and are only either walking, taking pictures without moving or talking to other still people.
]

Monday, September 10th

[On Monday Howard decides to pick up the journal for the first time in weeks. He has a couple things to say.]

This is Howard Stark with a request. I need people who can work as laborers to build a submarine. I already have the design and I'm working on getting the material, but I want a show of hands of who would be willing to help out. Construction should take place in October, barring any unforseen circumstances like experiment.

Also does anyone happen to have a ship or, just a stretch here, can swim underwater without needing to go up for air? I need to check the depth of the ocean and since we don't have any good equipment available here to do it automatically, I need a way to get a measurement.

Oh and one last thing - apples are great. I know that sounds like it came out of nowhere, but the ones here are delicious. I haven't eaten one since coming here and I regret it. You should really try to eat one a day at the least. Can't go wrong with them.

[...Well no that's not all he has to say. But the last part will be a locked transmission. Because he knows he can't stall it forever.]

[Locked to Tony Stark, 100%]

You and I have to talk. In person.

[Blurted out and quickly. Got to rip off that bandage fast.]

[ooc: sunday is all action and monday is all voice.]