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01 : video 🕷 daemon : happyd
[ The video feed starts off shaky, a close-up of the front of a red t-shirt taking up most of the screen while the muffled sounds of sight struggle are heard -- although, nothing serious, it's more fumbling and clearly frustrated sighs. ]
Okay. [ It's the voice of a teenage boy! ] Is thing working? Is it on?
Yes. [ The daemon replies in a familiar older male's voice, sounding clearly Done with Peter Parker. ] Now back up, you're way too close to me.
Yeah, sure. [ He backs up, and who would have guessed that the voice of a teenager was coming from a teenager? ]
Uhm. Okay. [ He straightens his shirt out, clearly he isn't used to addressing any large groups of people... even if he can't actually see them ]
Hi! I'm Peter! [ He gives a quick wave of his hand. ] And, wow, this is a pretty long way from Queens, am I right? [ Awkward laughter. ]
Listen, kid, hurry up and get to the point, okay?
Right. Anyway, I was wondering if anyone has any special skills, or abilities, or hidden talents. I once knew someone who was double jointed in their shoulders, they could turn their arms in all these weird directions
[ And, then he starts attempting to do the same..... but, very unsuccessfully. It just ends up looking odd. ]
Okay, they get it, quit it before you hurt yourself.
Okay, okay. [ Nod. Nod. ] So.... Yeah. [ He claps both of his hands together. ] If you do, is that something normal where you're from, or do you have to keep it a secret? Did someone teach you, or was it something you were born with?
Or is it the result of a run in with a radioactive insect?
[ Well, that's oddly specific.... ]
Alright, enough questions already, these folks have things to do. Wrap it up.
Fine, fine. turn off. End transmission. Stop--
[ The video then ends abruptly. ]
Okay. [ It's the voice of a teenage boy! ] Is thing working? Is it on?
Yes. [ The daemon replies in a familiar older male's voice, sounding clearly Done with Peter Parker. ] Now back up, you're way too close to me.
Yeah, sure. [ He backs up, and who would have guessed that the voice of a teenager was coming from a teenager? ]
Uhm. Okay. [ He straightens his shirt out, clearly he isn't used to addressing any large groups of people... even if he can't actually see them ]
Hi! I'm Peter! [ He gives a quick wave of his hand. ] And, wow, this is a pretty long way from Queens, am I right? [ Awkward laughter. ]
Listen, kid, hurry up and get to the point, okay?
Right. Anyway, I was wondering if anyone has any special skills, or abilities, or hidden talents. I once knew someone who was double jointed in their shoulders, they could turn their arms in all these weird directions
[ And, then he starts attempting to do the same..... but, very unsuccessfully. It just ends up looking odd. ]
Okay, they get it, quit it before you hurt yourself.
Okay, okay. [ Nod. Nod. ] So.... Yeah. [ He claps both of his hands together. ] If you do, is that something normal where you're from, or do you have to keep it a secret? Did someone teach you, or was it something you were born with?
Or is it the result of a run in with a radioactive insect?
[ Well, that's oddly specific.... ]
Alright, enough questions already, these folks have things to do. Wrap it up.
Fine, fine. turn off. End transmission. Stop--
[ The video then ends abruptly. ]
daemon: fridayd
DID YOU BRING YOUR BEAUTIFUL AUNT?
text ; daemon : happyd
No.
Aunt May didn't come with me.
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WHAT'S GOING ON? WHEN DID YOU COME FROM?
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You mean you ended up here too?
That day on the Ferry.
You know, I was really kind of banking on you knowing what's going on. One second things were fine and then the next they weren't.
What happened?
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AND THAT WAS DEFINITELY THE LAST POINT I SAW YOU BEFORE THE DOO-DOO (RATED G FOR ARACHNID TEENS) HIT THE FAN.
THE APOCALYPSE HAPPENED. AN ENTITY NAMED "DESTINY," UNIRONICALLY DUBBED, BUT IRONIC IN THE GREATER CONTEXT OF REALITY, DERAILED WHAT OUR LIVES WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE. I'M PRETTY SURE THE NORMAL FUTURE WAS SUPPOSED TO INVOLVE THE MYSTERIOUS RETURN OF BUCKY BARNES ON CAPTAIN AMERICA'S ARM, PROBABLY MORE STUFF WITH INFINITY STONES, AND I WAS GOING TO REMODEL SOME PROPERTY IN PREPARATION FOR A GALACTIC WAR.
NONE OF THAT HAPPENED. WORLD ENDED WAY TOO QUICKLY. NO CRESCENDO.
WE'RE HERE TO FIGHT DESTINY AND GET BACK TO OUR FATE. AGAIN, NOT IRONIC.
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Wait wait wait. So the world ended because of some other alien thing destroyed it?
[ Really, how many aliens were out there trying to do this?! ]
And now we're here and we're supposed to fight them and then our world will just go back to normal?
[ This sounds like the perfect moment to yell something like "Avengers assemble!" and Peter Parker is here for it. ]
OK. Yeah. What should we do then? See if the others ended up somewhere? We can all regroup and figure out a plan of attack, right?
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HAVEN'T SEEN ANY OF THE OTHER AVENGERS AROUND, BUT I'M KEEPING MY EYE OUT. YOU GOT IT, KIDDO. THAT IS THE PLAN.
IN THE MEANTIME, I'M FIXING MY SHIP. HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT STATE-OF-THE-ART AIR VEHICLE TECH AS AN EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITY?
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But yeah. Definitely.
Sign me up. I'm in.