[video]

[arcinvent]

Hey, wing folks on the network, get a load of this!

[The video shifts from a grinning Howard, to a stack of root beer soda cans. Only they aren't just any soda cans. Upon closer inspection (and don't worry he moves the journal around just so everyone can see it) there is a clear image of Howard's image on the cans of soda. Yes. Howard Stark has his image on soda cans.]

I don't know who used my image without my express permission first, but I have to say they didn't do a half bad job. They even caught my good side - course it's all good. I would have to question their decision to make my tie yellow, but it isn't that big a flaw to overlook the grand image. Plus, how many men can say they have ever had their image plastered onto one of these? Not many, I know for sure.

[He sets the journal down for a moment, the camera put to focus on the cans, and the distinct sound of a can popping open can be heard. Howard picks up the journal again after taking a sip and grins.]

Not like the real thing at all really, but it has a tangy taste to it. Who wants one, on me? Put it on your shelf after you're done, it could be worth something if you can sneak it out of here.

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Player Name: Marion
Are you new?: N
Character Name: Howard Stark
Character Fandom: Captain America: The Last Avenger // Marvel Movieverse

Comments

[alloys]

[Wow rude, they definitely picked the wrong Stark to put on that can of root beer. He is one hundred percent certain he would look better on that. Suit and all.

...That should not be his first reaction to this. But alas.]

Yeah, recycling plant might give you a whole point-five of a cent for one of those. A real collectors item. To be sure.

[arcinvent]

That isn't a marketable currency, my friend. And I didn't see any cans with your image on them.

[alloys]

[:| Goddammit you just had to go there.]

Maybe Luceti just doesn't carry them. They seem to be low in stalk of the things people really want. [Cars, women, root beer cans with his face for starters.]

[arcinvent]

Aha. I see. Well, it seems to me you have caught a case of the green-eyed monster. Jealousy is a terrible thing, but hey maybe you will get a can with your image on it.

In the meantime, you can have one of mine.

[alloys]

[OH MY GOD he doesn't want one of those things. Not even a little bit. Plus who keeps an old pop can anyway. Lame.]

Think I'll pass--never been huge root beer fan myself. But if see one lying round, I'll make sure it gets tossed in the recycling bin. Love the earth, and all. It might become dinner foil someday.

[Video]

[fleurdesel]

...M'Dieu. Not another of you. [Adele massages the bridge of her nose and peers down. Lovely.]

[Video]

[arcinvent]

What? Come on, you must admit I look pretty sharp on this can.

[Video]

[fleurdesel]

One Stark here is more than enough for me, thank you. Though now I suppose I will have to call you something else, lest you both become confused.

[Video]

[arcinvent]

Well, I do try to keep a level of business and put a line between my personal and professional life. But, if it's you, feel free to call me Howard.

[He brings up one of the cans to the screen and taps the part of the rim that spells out his name.]

If you forget, the can says it right here on the rim.

[Video]

[fleurdesel]

...

[Was he? He was. She didn't know if this was terrible or not, just yet.]

And I suppose I should carry one with me always, just in case the splendor of your visage would make me forget.

[englishwinter]

If I didn't know better, I'd say you must have an admirer..

[arcinvent]

I got plenty of admirers, secret and not. Want to be one of them?

[englishwinter]

And yet so modest! I'm afraid I'll have to pass on your generous offer, but it seems as though you've got quite enough of them to get on with as it is.

[arcinvent]

Oh, it's never enough for me! But, what a lady wants is what a lady gets. Can I at least interest you in a pop?

[englishwinter]

This unknown artist of yours is rather lucky; it's not every day that one's muse so quickly becomes one's patron.

[touchofrogue]

Joinin' the fine ranks of Bugs Bunny an' Count Chocula, I see.

[arcinvent]

Don't know anything about Count Chocula, but Bugs Bunnys is an American icon. I'm proud to join his ranks, missy.

[touchofrogue]

Hmmm, ya strike me as more of an Elmer Fudd.

[She can totally see you humming 'Kill da Wabbit.']

[arcinvent]

Now that's cold. I'm not even close to balding.

[touchofrogue]

[Heh.]

Ya feel more comfortable with bunny ears?

[heartofavenger]

[Product placement...This sure brings back memories of when he was a poster boy]

Where did you find those?

[arcinvent]

In the store. Oh -- look here.

[He puts up one index finger and moves off the camera for a moment. But he quickly comes back a few seconds later, with another green can.]

Don't worry Mr. America, they didn't forget you in this secret marketing campaign.

[heartofavenger]

[Ah, there we go. But...]

Green? [He's frowning a little at the color choice.] I don't think the color suits me. [Isn't that...Hulk's department?]

[arcinvent]

Yeah, I guess blue was out of stock? But, look on the bright side-

[And then he moves off camera again briefly and comes back with another green can]

You and Peggy have a perfect match up.

[And then he clinks the two cans together with a sly grin.]

[heartofavenger]

[...give him a moment to just stare at both cans --did you have to clink them too-- and try to think of a response without getting jumbled. Clears throat.]

She doesn't look too happy on that can. You might not wanna do...that. Make her madder. [yea]