smartphone.

[propulsion]

FORM: Video group chat chaos
SENDER: Tony Stark
RECIPIENT: Everyone visiting MCU Earth-199999
NOTES: Your crystal/enchanted book have been converted into generic-seeming smartphones, and probably intuitive enough for your character to at least pick up. Feel free to do video, audio, text. Takes place a couple days into the first world.

So.

[ Did you tap the screen when it animated at you? Good job, because now your screen has Tony Stark on it. A small amount of wind buzzes the speaker, and he appears to be on a vertigo-inducing balcony somewhere, with New York City stretching out behind him.

He appears to be wearing armor, red and gold pauldrons and breastplate, helmet off. ]

You know that fake Earth place you've all heard so much about? Well, welcome. To that. Glad to announce we've so far kept the vehicular manslaughter to a minimum despite the, uh, grand theft auto. Which honestly, also shocking low, statistically speaking.

Anyway. Couple things. Much as it pains me to admit, this is not exactly home sweet home. A couple timeline inconsistencies have been noted. As you can see—

[ There's a strange, well, mechanical sound, and red and golden metal sudden close up around Tony's head with a flash of articulating machinery, a shining visor closing over his face with a flash of light through the eyeslits. The image shifts off of him immediately, a sudden blur of wild motion and the phone's speakers overclocking on wind-sounds as the whole world tips and spins. A roar of fire, out of view.

Then, stillness, the picture going upright to point at a mural. That same helmet, visor, painted on brick. Blocky text reads 'GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN' in the background.

Tony's voice, transformed and synthesised, says; ]

A little awkward. We're probably dealing with at least a decade of temporal discrepancy, depending on what street you're on.

[ The shot swings back out of view, that same sound following the helmet once again retracting and vanishing by the time Tony is back in view. A brief smile, betraying more than a few high spirits despite the demonstrable fuckery. ]

Let's say we're in it for the long haul. I've linked up your, uh, these things, this thing you're holding, your smartphone, with. Money, basically. Invisible money. So if you need to pay for something, just hold it out and look helpless until the vendor shows you how it works.

Try not to get arrested, because I will start leaving people in jail.

And, uh. Should we take a vote about whether we wanna figure out how to get back or stay here forever? Show of hands. And before you vote, you should give ice cream a shot. And flushing toilets. Probably in that order.

Think about it.