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(open) new york, i love you but you're bringing me down
Who: Peter Parker (and open)
Where: Directly in front of the mansion or the Library
When: February 22nd, afternoon
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Peter Parker arrives and gets a bunch of eggs to the face. Then he makes a mess in the library with books because what is coordination when you have not slept?
note: I totally love both prose or action spam so feel free to send me your preference!
Option A: Arrival in front of mansion
Here's a thing Peter Parker has just discovered: eggs are painful when they slip into giant cuts on your face.
Also, it is really hard to see through the waves of egg on his face. The carton sticks to his hand. All the eggs have fallen out of the carton and landed on his face and around the ground underneath him. Yep. This is great.
Captain Stacy is dead. Dr. Connors is behind bars. Peter Parker gets to walk away from it all and go home like he didn't get into a huge battle with a giant lizard on top of a skyscraper, like he didn't get Gwen's dad killed in the process. All Peter wanted to do was get his Aunt May the eggs she kept asking for before heading back to her with more blood and scrapes and no answers. He bought the eggs and climbed a wall, and then all of a sudden, he's landed smack dab on his back with the entire egg carton shoved into his own face.
"This day... cannot get any worse."
He rubs at his face which also hurts and then sits up abruptly. The world spins because of it. He has a bullet wound in his leg. His face and chest are covered in scratches and bruises. The spandex is still on under his clothes. Peter blinks as his vision finally clears, and he abruptly realizes he is... not in New York City. It's too green for the area of New York City he had been in, and even if it was Central Park, he can't hear the cars. Where are all the cars? ...and why is there a... mansion? Kinda? Does he have a concussion? It's hard to focus.
It's with an abruptness he realizes he is not in New York City at all, but in... some place else with eggs on his bloody face.
He lets out a sudden huff of air, almost too exhausted to be as shocked as he could be.
"...just kidding."
This day just got so much worse.
Option B: Library
Once he has cleaned himself up but failed to like sleep so he's a little wired by lack of it after such a long battle, Peter Parker has decided the best place to go for information is always the library except he can't quite find what he needs here. His hair sticks up every which way. He has piled the books up so high that he has to narrowly dodge to avoid running into someone coming the other way.
Remarkably, only one book falls from the very top, and he manages to grab hold of it before it hits the floor... but then the rest of the books piled in his other arm topple over and land all around him.
He's not at his best spider-ness since arriving, still out of sorts. He presses his hand to his face. "...please tell me nobody saw that."
Where: Directly in front of the mansion or the Library
When: February 22nd, afternoon
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Peter Parker arrives and gets a bunch of eggs to the face. Then he makes a mess in the library with books because what is coordination when you have not slept?
note: I totally love both prose or action spam so feel free to send me your preference!
Option A: Arrival in front of mansion
Here's a thing Peter Parker has just discovered: eggs are painful when they slip into giant cuts on your face.
Also, it is really hard to see through the waves of egg on his face. The carton sticks to his hand. All the eggs have fallen out of the carton and landed on his face and around the ground underneath him. Yep. This is great.
Captain Stacy is dead. Dr. Connors is behind bars. Peter Parker gets to walk away from it all and go home like he didn't get into a huge battle with a giant lizard on top of a skyscraper, like he didn't get Gwen's dad killed in the process. All Peter wanted to do was get his Aunt May the eggs she kept asking for before heading back to her with more blood and scrapes and no answers. He bought the eggs and climbed a wall, and then all of a sudden, he's landed smack dab on his back with the entire egg carton shoved into his own face.
"This day... cannot get any worse."
He rubs at his face which also hurts and then sits up abruptly. The world spins because of it. He has a bullet wound in his leg. His face and chest are covered in scratches and bruises. The spandex is still on under his clothes. Peter blinks as his vision finally clears, and he abruptly realizes he is... not in New York City. It's too green for the area of New York City he had been in, and even if it was Central Park, he can't hear the cars. Where are all the cars? ...and why is there a... mansion? Kinda? Does he have a concussion? It's hard to focus.
It's with an abruptness he realizes he is not in New York City at all, but in... some place else with eggs on his bloody face.
He lets out a sudden huff of air, almost too exhausted to be as shocked as he could be.
"...just kidding."
This day just got so much worse.
Option B: Library
Once he has cleaned himself up but failed to like sleep so he's a little wired by lack of it after such a long battle, Peter Parker has decided the best place to go for information is always the library except he can't quite find what he needs here. His hair sticks up every which way. He has piled the books up so high that he has to narrowly dodge to avoid running into someone coming the other way.
Remarkably, only one book falls from the very top, and he manages to grab hold of it before it hits the floor... but then the rest of the books piled in his other arm topple over and land all around him.
He's not at his best spider-ness since arriving, still out of sorts. He presses his hand to his face. "...please tell me nobody saw that."
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Billy stops himself before he starts going on about time travel too, one thing at a time. "We're not really close, we've fought together a few times, he's an Avenger, I'm a...honorary Avenger? His identity was a secret for a really long time."
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It kind of sounds like they were team mates if they fought together. As far as Peter knows, he is the only super powered person around in his universe who isn't like a bad guy. He'd love to have someone else to share that responsibility with. A team sounds awesome, and Peter was on a team. That Peter was anyway. "What's an Avenger?"
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It's clear by his tone that he thinks that is amazing, but he is trying to hold back and be cool about this. Spoilers: Peter Parker is never cool.
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Billy is also trying to act cool but he's talking to Spider-Man. He's trying very hard not to act like a fanboy, which is what he is. He really wishes Teddy was here so he had someone to freak out to later.
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"You don't have to tell me about them if you don't want to. It's just- It is kind of seriously amazing to me. I mean, I thought I was-" alone.
The sentence cuts itself off, but the word seems to drift out in the space between them nonetheless. Peter swallows and then shrugs.
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"No, it's not that. Just- not everybody really likes people with powers in my world. It can freak some people out." He's more than happy to use them, he just likes to gauge who he's showing them to first. He pauses and thinks a minute. Before he can change his mind his eyes are glowing a cerulean blue and one of his hands is as well. In an instant he's holding a book and the blue glow fades just as fast as it appeared. He glances at the book, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, before holding it out to Peter.
"I can bend reality, most people call it magic. There are a lot of people here with powers or abilities, it's well, you're not..." Alone? "The only one at least not here."
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"Oh." People with powers is so new in his world as far as Peter knows. He has barely gotten a taste of how people react to it. Captain Stacy used to think he was a menace. Other people thought he was cool, and obviously everyone was scared of the Lizard Man, but who can blame them for that? "That... must seriously suck especially since powers can be kinda hard to control at least at first."
He really struggled to get a hold of his, and he remembers how those people on the subway thought he was a freak. Peter quiets though as Billy starts to use his powers. His mouth parts, and the smile on his face tugs a bit wider as he watches. Peter takes the book from him with a tiny wondrous laugh which escapes him in his amazement.
"That is amazing. Seriously. Thanks for like... sharing that with me since it helps. Y'know." To not... be alone with the whole powers thing.
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He shoot Peter a grin. "No problem, it helps knowing there are other people with weird abilities. Are are a few people here who can do things. We uh, train, in the big training center on the first floor. If you ever want to stop by. If you want people to know. I won't mention who you are if you don't." A secret identity is a serious thing.
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He smiles back as he shifts on his feet in that awkward, restless way that Peter Parker has a habit of being. "Really? Okay, uh. Thanks. I will check that out. If it really is a thing where so many people have their powers, maybe I can... get used to it, but I appreciate you keeping it a secret in the mean time."
Because he is just... not used to it yet.
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"You can always wear your uniform too, if you wanna keep it a secret." Billy shrugs, Peter isn't the only awkward one. "Or you don't have to at all, up to you, I just wanted to give you the option. Once you get settled in. There's also a movie theater and a coffee shop and things that have nothing to do with having powers."
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He bites down on his lip before he nods. "That's a good idea. Might start out that way even if that will probably gain me more attention." Spider-man is good at handling it anyway. "Huh. For this whole being kidnapped thing, they like to make sure we're comfortable."
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"Well you shoot webs, that would catch attention in costume or out." Billy shoots him a smirky grin. "Oh don't worry, they don't keep us comfortable for long. One minute everything seems totally normal and the next we wake up in a fenced in compound with zombies pawing at the gates. Whatever magic runs this place it likes to take memories from our own worlds and throw us into, what we refer to as events, about every other week." You missed the zombies, Peter, lucky.
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"Yeah, not exactly subtle with the web shooting," Peter says with a little laugh at the sight of Billy's smirky grin. "...zombies? Are we talking the really slow kinds of zombies or the newer, faster versions of zombies? I mean, it sucks either way, and for the record, I am really, really grateful I am only hearing about this and not having had to experience the zombie wave for myself." He is good with never, ever meeting zombies. "Events. Has it ever done an... event from your world?'
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Billy shakes his head. "No, nothing from my world, at least not since I've been here. I don't really know how it works. We did get one from a similar world once. Ever hear of HYDRA?"
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He bites down thoughtfully on his lip and then shakes his head. "No. I'm... really new to all this-- y'know having powers and fighting bad guys, like a few months," Peter admits. So maybe they're in his world, he just hasn't heard about them yet.
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Billy nods, no HYDRA, that seems like a nicer world. "They are an evil organization started during World War 2, but yeah, we had an event with them." Brainwashing. Billy almost manages to suppress the shudder at thinking about that event, brainwashing Tommy and then what happened with Teddy... in hindsight not the event to bring up.
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Some might just be easier than others.
He looks at Billy, and there's some concern clear in his expression as he shoves his hands into his pockets. "What happened?"
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He shrugs it off. "But that was awhile ago, it's done now."
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"That sounds terrifying honestly to not have any control over yourself to the extent you're hurting other people," he says quietly, catching sight of the way Billy shrugs. Peter's used to shrugging stuff off so he doesn't press more than that. He just sends him a lopsided smile. "I'm glad it's done, and you're free from that event at least."
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Moving on from the horrible and going to the not quiet as horrible seems like a good idea.